Not Going To Happen Again.
A relationship is no longer in the stars for me.
And I don't mean that in a way where it's,
woe is me,
no one will love me.
I truly mean it in a way where I no longer want to make room in my life
for someone who will ultimately disappoint me.
Why would I want to feel unsure of myself
or feel self-conscious of my looks and body again?
Why would I want to be nervous about sharing my dreams with someone
who will never be as passionate about them as I am?
Why would I add someone when I have to subtract everything about myself that makes me interesting and unique?
Why would I lower my guard
only to have them prove to me
why I have my walls up to begin with?
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