#soulfulsundays – untitled #1

And at times I wish I could pour myself out to you. Like how I talked about my weekend, my taste in music and the weather. But the wall between is too high for me to break down. The wall created by you from scars of the past; the wall created by me from thinking way too much.

Truth is, I long for you and I wish you longed for me too. Truth is, I don’t know if this is love or just the mere fact that loneliness has brought us together.
Truth is, I’m falling for you and I wish you did too.
But then I wish I didn’t have to. I wished I didn’t have to love someone, because I had miserably failed at loving myself. How could I learn to connect our scars when I myself, am too broken to be fixed?
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