I feel like I make a mess of myself, knowingly, like, on a daily basis. I'm so angry with me. Maybe that's my biggest problem. Maybe no one has to forgive me, but me? But, how the fuck do I do that? I've made mistake after mistake. I can trace it, because it's so damn transparent. It's in every move I've made, and every word I've written. I wear it on my shoulder like a badge of shame. No one else blames me. It's just me. I'm in so much trouble. I threw myself here.
"You can't break a broken heart." LIES. It can be broken into an infinite number of pieces. There is no limit; there's only a cap on love. All it takes is for someone to speak the sweet words of heartbeats, and I'm smitten. I'm going to fight it.
I just can't love anymore. Keep it.
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