here comes the sun

You’ve a good heart. Sometimes that’s enough to see you safe wherever you go. But mostly, it’s not.

                                 i just want to hear you say it.

Sometimes, I sit alone under the stars and think of the galaxies inside my heart, and truly wonder if anyone will ever want to make sense of all that I am.

I’ve learned to slam on the brake, before I’ve even turned the key. Before I make the mistake, before I lead with the worst of me.

Please be careful with me. Sometimes I just get sad and I don’t know why. I’m sorry:

               Little bird,

’…And they’re like me, but prettier. And better. Because maybe I’m not good enough.’ ‘Yes you are.’ ‘No… No, maybe I’m not.’ 'You are.’ 'Maybe I’m not.’ 'Yes you are.’ 'Maybe I’m not.’