I feel like I told you everything.
You listened so completely that I didn’t need words any more. You opened me up so that all that I was, am, and will be lay stretched out before you, comfortably naked. I believed you could handle everything I shared, nothing would be a burden. I heard myself too. I really revealed myself to us both.
You made me feel beautiful, resplendently adorned with every detail of my past. I got drunk on you. You saw all of me and I felt entirely seen. Your attention undressed me before my clothes could come off. You unpeeled my layers from the inside out.
Thought CatalogYou. You, were exactly what I needed. In the moment, I created the inevitable. I created the heartache. You. You, will remain here. Infinitely. Regardless.
(via forever-without-you)
I suck.
