Sometimes we can’t help but feel as if we’re not loved, we’ll never be loved. We aren’t able to have true friends. Aren’t able to be comprehended by anyone. Understood.
We feel alone in the world and unable to move through the blur of the day and through our depression when we’re thrown into the deepest pits of it after such a long time in the sun. In broad daylight. Happy.
I feel this way, and I know I have those who care for me, but I feel like I can annoy them- hurt them. Bring them down. But I love them and don’t want that to happen- then I cry.
But near the end of the day we find that everything will be fixed once more- and those who stick with us through the end are people you could never take for granted. <3
They will support you through Fire and back and their love is something no one can break.