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This is for anyone who’s ever made a terrible mistake…
Love is a drug, especially love that blind.
Well, I am little. But I don’t let anyone make me feel small.
No one’s ever loved me like that. Like they’d love me in spite of anything.
Looking up at me not quite with love, but with a brightness that eclipses any sun I’ve seen.
I’m just not good enough. Not good enough to get what I so desperately long for. Not good enough to deserve to be loved.
Love is action. Love is trust. It’s not words…because words can be lies.
The truth hurts, but it won’t harm you. It’s lies that injure and destroy.
You only see the good in people… You only see what you want to see…
That’s the hardest part—believing that I’m beautiful to him. That I don’t have to be ashamed or afraid.
Why do we admit the truth even though it fucking hurts? Because that’s the way it won’t kill us anymore. It is painful to admit hard truths. But it’s incredibly healing to be forgiven and loved in spite of them.
