The house was burning down and I still ran in it , not to save anyone.
I loved that house and I wanted to go down with it.
No other place felt like home.
-heart is where the home is
In English we say”I love you”
In poetry we say.
You live in my chest, like a house that burned down.
The house I’d always come home to.
Yes I still come to the empty house.
wishing it still had love in it, instead of fire and ash.
- I will always love you
Ima always love you for you giving me love when I ain’t have none.
You can’t take away the love I already felt from you.
You can’t take away the memories we already made.
Avoidants and disorganized attached people
We just don’t change n learn until we face ego death over and over again
Suffering for way longer than we should
It’s a curse 🙄😣