I don't mind being single. I don't mind not having a commitment. I don't mind not having a wedding ring to meddle my finger with.
But sometimes, I just want someone to hold my pieces tight when i'm about to fall apart, someone to hold my hands gently when i'm scared, someone to share my fears and wildest dreams with.
I don't mind being alone, but there's a part of me that wonders how nice it must feel to have someone who shows you that love isn't such a bad thing.
It is not being on my own that is so scary, having someone is a
good thing but the realization that someone you thought was yours wasn’t and
you are actually on your own. After all, the process is something I am afraid
to feel and the emotions that comes along with it.
I am not afraid of being myself, it’s the thought of not being
accepted of what I am and trying to change me to someone I’m not. I don’t work
that way.
