we let ourselves go and then gaslight ourselves into thinking we can’t ever let ourselves back in.

I wish I could go back To when you first set your eyes on mine Dark and piercing like a ravens. Boy, I caved in..

You know inside that they don’t deserve your energy But you ask yourself, “who does?” You dear. You deserve all of your energy at the moment.

I want the kind of love where my too much is just right, where I don’t have to search for the calm or scream for affection . Where, even in our silence, I feel protected.. And even in his absence, I feel seen and cared for. He won’t treat my dreams like idle chatter or as if they lack any importance or realism. He won’t let his ego lead him and when I stray from my center, he’ll direct me back to it.