I found a million different ways to be scared so I could know what it felt like. Lived with men who kill you just to heal you just to kill you a little more each day. Always believed none of it was me unless I let it into me. Always believed I was bigger. Learned to open my eyes wider. I’m careful what I let into me.
I know how quickly and definitely I can cut connections. It’s the way I disappear. Because I know that, I know that’s it’s a possibility that could happen to me. As much as I understand it, that it’s something that comes from need, I still don’t want to be left dangling by it.
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