I know that I shouldn’t think like this, but it’s just my honest feelings as of right now.
Being happy is so rare of me now days.
So much so that when I am happy, I doubt it.
Like it’s too good to be true.
I’m trying to fight these thoughts and feelings because you don’t deserve all this baggage from my past.
No one does.
I guess I’m just really scared.
Scared to be let down again.
Scared to be hurt again.
Scared to be comfortable again.
Scared to be attached again.
I don’t know.
I just hope that I’m proved wrong.