Monday, May 6, 2024

TB: "trust"

What does it feel like to be lonely at the top? 


Safe would be the first word to come to mind. 


Desperate would be the second one. 


I stripped all of my layers for you, trusting you will care for the real me.


I lowered all of my defenses for you, trusting that you will care for me.


It's because I wanted you, baby. I wanted all of you. 


It's because I trusted you, baby. you'll never hurt me.


I know, I know that I have been had in the past. Put my trust in the wrong people. Gave my love to the wrong people.


But I know that I'm in the right with you.


I know that I'm the right one for you. 


I know that you love me.


You love me.


Don't you baby?


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