i know i can’t keep this up forever. and i think you know it, too. don’t you? because beneath this golden armour, i’m a fucking mess. and maybe i broke something, or maybe you did, but i don’t think it matters anymore. because no amount of blame is gonna put me back together again.
i know i can’t keep this up forever, but i just want to say it was… it was good while it lasted.
and more than anything, i think i just need to be needed. okay? so you don’t need to pay me back. because this is it. this is all i ever wanted, all i ever was. my single goal in life was to feel rooted into the ground. and i honestly don’t care right now.
so i’ll be sobbing at your feet, begging you to hold me down.
This isn’t written about anyone in particular, just some general issues I have in realtionships a lot.