I admit, i was afraid to love
Not just love, but to love him
Was afraid to fail and feel again
The hurt ought to break once more
just in vain
Tho healing needed that feeling
Aggrieving bad past was not a supress
Its a moral of being better for whose will matter
And loving him have been much more than greater
Everything needed to start
Not mattering was at your best or worst
Besides myself, you are my newly forever favourite
Mine, friend, lover and partner, im making it work its worth.
©iu.dl0w0
I