I would like to not care about the pain, allow it to pass and let it flow without fighting it, which is perhaps the only way to let it go. Then I will understand that if I give myself trust, I will be able to remember and I will feel in my heart how many lights I found every time I felt lost.
“bleedin’ me dry like a thirsty vampire” “and I know we weren’t perfect but I’ve never felt this way for no one” “social suicide” “I wanna kiss his face with an uppercut!”