my facade

I don't know what it is about you. Always pulling me towards you, my heart gravitating effortlessly to you. I tried being apart from you, but it didn't feel right. I tried not needing you. I tried. But your eyes sing to me and your voice calls to me and your body whispers things to me. And my hands remember how yours felt, and my lips ache to meet yours again, and my mind cries to think about you. Somehow, I can't breathe when I'm by you, but you're the reason I'm still breathing. I am a paradox for you. I am two truths that should not exist simultaneously. I am not like anyone else who has fallen for you. I am different. Not because of my personality, or how I look-- I know I am not any different from them in these ways. I am not like these girls for one reason. I have never left you, even when you left me.

I want your affection. I crave your attention. I need your acceptance. Please see this through my facade. I just don't want to get hurt again. Understand how bad you've hurt me. But never believe you could hurt me so much that I wouldn't want you.

love, savannah