Don't you dare.

You don't get to tell me that I don't deserve love,

I know I do. 

You were the one who exploited my vulnerability to love people,

you are the one that forced me to remain silent.

I had no words to say, and you used that against me. 

They didn't believe what I had to say about you,

I should've known better they said. 

They told me I should've know to say no to you. 

And now? 

Now, when I even get close to liking someone, a voice in the back of my head,

your voice, 

tells me that I'm not good enough. 

Does this make you happy? 

You get to walk around care free, while you flled my head with anxiety.

My counelor tells me to overcome, but you've weeviled your way into my mind. 

You won't leave. 

I just want you to leave!

They say that eventually we'll see the light at the end of the tunnel,

but you've put a blindfold over my head and I'm reaching around blindly waiting for 

someone

anyone

to lead me into the right direction.

Where are you? Why haven't you come? I'm waiting.

Please.