The way I've been beating myself up because I thought I couldn't accept the love you were giving me.
Battling myself, thinking I was broken cause I couldn't properly receive and be grateful for your love and effort. That I couldn't let you in.
When in reality it was your inability to believe I loved YOU and that to me, you deserved it.
The fact that you couldn't feel mine no matter how true or obvious.
The point that you don't love or feel loved in that way.
I've been beating myself up when I took everything you gave me and still fought to dish out love while you just took and invalidated mine.
YOU ARE READING
Anonymous writings
RandomA collection of recent writings from my notes app and personal journals. *Not my cover art! Shoutout google for the pic! xx*
