bloodleads2comfort

How should I act? To be loved. How should I be? To not be despised. What should I do? To be able to love myself. There is no answer. Just a silence as sharp as needles.

What We Had I think it was the lack of connection. The lack of... touch? I didn't mean for it to happen. My desire for love was too much. He was right there, In my peripheral vision. The party was intense. Nothing but flashing white lights Filling the room. He walked up to me, Wanting to dance and I said Yes. I was with someone. It's not like it was a Relationship. We only ever kissed and said Sweet things. A whole year of just Kissing. And Talking. Maybe he didn't love me Like I loved him. Maybe he was straight. Maybe he didn't think of men Like that Anymore. I still loved him. I didn't want to let him go. But