Aug 26, 2019
Do you ever have that feeling of home, that connection, that easy chemistry with someone, but they can’t see you? They look directly at you, but they still can’t see you.
The real you, the light and dark pieces, the quirks that make you uniquely you? Or the real you just isn’t good enough?
I’m destined to never be enough, not the right one, not sexy enough, pretty enough, smart enough to capture their attention, or their heart, or the desire to claim me as their own. Someone they can’t imagine living without.
Lust is easy, almost anyone will fuck you, that doesn’t mean they care, or you matter, or they want you for you.
