I am a light. A bright light. There are always shadows in the corners of the brightest light.
Thats what I had you because with you, I was ok with those corners of darkness being there.
Because with you I knew I was safe and I knew you would come and brave the shadows and darkness together.
I know I'm a light house. I was bright enough for everyone to see.
But what made it great, truly special was that the idea that I was your lighthouse.
You made it seem that I was the beacon you came to when you lost your way.
I don't need anyone, I know this, I learned this the hard way.
But I wanted you. From the first time I heard your voice I knew I wanted you.
I projected on you a sense of hope.
A sense of true love and acceptance.
I hurt you often. I know.
All our infighting because so much got lost in the translation of texting.
It hurt me.
Because I was responsible for your pain.
I found something to light up my dark world.
But then it left me.
So often do I go back and fourth trying to see if what I am feeling is real.
It is.
Not because Im wearing rose colored glasses.
But because that girl, who couldn't stand me, the one who ate toast the first time I heard her talk.
She was what I was looking for.
If this isn't love why does it hurt so bad?
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I'M Bullshit
RomanceI'M BULLSHIT! EVERYTHING IS AND WAS MY FAULT. IT WAS ALL ME. ALL ANGER SHOULD BE DIRECTED AT ME.
