Different

Sometimes i wish i thought of you the way you think of me. Maybe I’ll find forever in your heart, something my eyes don’t see. Maybe I’m scared. Running from what i know could be. No it’s not you, i put this all on me. I’m not comfortable with love after all the hurt & pain. I rather be alone where i can manage my own thoughts on the brain. If this hurts you, I’m familiar with the pain. I can’t force what my mind can’t sustain. If you don’t understand, i don’t know how else to explain. Loving myself is the only flame i can’t seem to put away, i don’t think no one can love me the same. Love don’t end, it just distance the pain!