Wolfly-Loyals

Hello darling. I see you're hiding behind long sleeves. I can see you trying to cover up your "ugly side" with gemstones and lace, with pretty clothes and make up. But, hello darling. You can show me. Hello dear. I see you're pushing away your dinner. I can see you thrusting fingers down your throat into the sink, trying to hide your secret with laughter and smiles. But, hello dear. You can show me. Hello honey. I see you're hiding behind these precious things that the others care so much about. I see you're upset with who you are, in fear that who you are might upset others. I see you're broken, and I see, you're outspoken. You're lost a

when you looked at me i could not help but to stare into you'r eyes when you smiled i smiled back at you when you laughed i knew i wold always be happy with you by my side when you held me i felt safe and warm beside you when you cried i tryed my best to make you happy when you were silent i could not take it anymore so i asked do you love me??? when you said no i cried myself to sleep when you said goodbye i felt  the tears streming down my face when you walked away i relized that there was nothing left to say when i turned to go i relized i already missed you when i grew up i still remembered how you held me,

It's the constant feeling of not quite right and I don't know why I feel this way but it hurts (but not in ways that others can understand) and it's the tension in your chest, the rising water the aching muscles and the clenching in your core That never leaves It's the headache that never quite fades, just hurts sometimes more than others. It's the constant need to move with your racing thoughts— to bounce or twitch or glance around the room every three seconds just to make sure you're not being watched, you're not being judged It's two a.m. and you're lying facedown on top of hot sheets, such an empty shell you don't even have the en