i fear i am too much for you.

too many feelings,
both good and bad.

too many opinions,
too much anxiety,
too much noise.

i'm afraid you don't want me anymore,
now that you've gotten to know me.

now that you've realized how clingy i am,
how i thrive off of attention,
how much trauma i've been through and how badly it has affected me.
now that you know how honest i am,
how much i overshare with some people,
and never share with others.
now that you are aware how the smallest thing can put me in the worst mood,
how i need constant validation or i shut down.

i am so ******* terrified,
that i've scared you away.

just by showing you who i am

not drunk in love,

just drunk.


on the illusion of you.

i’m trying to distance myself from you,
but you’re making it so ******* difficult.

i need you,
and that’s not healthy.

please.  



                    stop


    i keep screaming, begging for this


feeling to end.

i cant sleep
i keep thinking about our short time together.

about how you ran your hands through my hair, and held me while i told you my secrets.

about how comfortable i became with you so quickly.

about the feeling of your lips on my skin.

about the soft words whispered in the dead of night.

about how ******* attached to you i am.

about how, in such a short amount of time, you have grown to be so important to me.

about how much i miss you
how much i want you
how much i yearn to be loved by you.

and lastly.
about how, you don’t feel the same