Sometimes it's not hurt hurts. But more of 'am I up for it?' kinda feeling.
I love you, that's no doubt. Since day 1 we were together back in 2002. And I know you have no intention to hurt me this time other than providing me with the best you could.
Problem is me I suppose. Am I able to keep up with the constant changes? Am I ready to concede defeat and lose myself all to you again? Am I ready to give you all I have now? I'm held back by my own wild thoughts and things that I've thought too far ahead.
A stable and comfortable life, you're already giving me these. A man who loves me, yes you are.
What is wrong with me? Feels like I'm like Christian Grey. Fifty shades of fucked up.
Arghhh! I'm not saying we're not getting along well. We're very good together. Just that my mind is kinda fucked up. =(
