He make me care..
He’s the reason why I can’t pretend or hide my feelings about everything.
I was numb, and being numb worked for me. I was emotionless
But I like to say he came along and.. woke me up. Made me feel.
Feeling is great but feeling means you feel everything. Including the pain I was hiding from before he came and shook my world
I had to choose..
whether to avoid the excruciating mental pain and miss out on a beautiful bond. Becoming once again familiar with the numbness
Take his hand, and take on the pain that comes with it. Hoping it won’t be the death of me
And I chose him
And so I suffer consequences that comes with it.
But is he worth it?