was a thought

You make me afraid sometimes
And in those times I wonder about my trust
In you, in what you’ll do
But concealing ending up being another cause
We have so many shits already
Why are you still holding on to me?
I don’t even know if I did anything good
I keep hurting you
Even when I don’t mean to
And I never want to

 

 

Because I love you and you don’t deserve me

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