With you

I could spend the rest of my life perceiving other people’s feelings and thoughts about me.

I could continue torturing me and think I am terrible and all that. I could.

Or I could choose to be with you and feel save, loved and protected.

I will still be perceiving all the bad things about me. But I will have a rest when I am with you.

Without you I won’t have any rest, I don’t know where to go and I feel lost. Abandoned. And the fear.


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