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my potential is so devastating.

it’s so weird to me that the people in my future won’t ever know who i was in the past. they won’t ever know the 17 year old who loved to gossip and hang out or the 6 year old who loved to catch ladybugs. i hate that we only get to experience things once.

it hurts to remember but i have to remember so it won’t be forgotten

if only they knew how much i could’ve loved them

i know you so well. how could i just let you go?

mad i can’t run away from life my whole life

i hate being young and in love because i know im about to encounter inescapable changes.

as much as i want to fall in love and experience it, im so terrified that it’d hurt.