If you can help me find the words please say them for my pen has run dry and my tongue is tied.
I can no longer write it down, and I’ve never been good at saying it out loud too. I don’t know how to say this, and the voices inside my head are too loud and too many to be clear.
I’d wished this was different a million times already.
Love complicates everything.
Love ruins everything that I want to keep.
Love is kind.
Love is freeing.
Love is not what I see now.
All I ever wanted was to make you happy.