Sunday, August 4, 2013


Dear whoever you are,
Find me?
Find me,
Find me. 


There are days I feel like I'm breaking.


I remember this. I remember this feeling. 
This wanting to be enough, wanting you to look my way twice. And I remember learning again how to be on my own, how to be okay, how to be sad and need a cuddle but pack my things and head to the gym instead. I've been here before, and I can do it again. 
I can. 

Because everywhere I turn, she's always going to be right there saying,
"They'll want you, but only when you're beautiful."


How about
You get back to me when you want to. 


I have no doubt that I could love you

The only trouble is 
You really don't have the time. 

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