Wild Hearts Run Free

I know that I am flawed, badly, and there are a million different reasons for no one to ever love me. I am a bitch, I’m selfish, a brat, too emotional, clingy, untrusting. I am not always a good person, & sometimes I make stupid horrible choices. I hurt everyone I love without even meaning to. I have a terrible temper; sometimes I yell first & ask questions later. I don’t always like myself, in fact, most days I hate myself.

Before you give up on me know this: I love with everything I am, with no limits. I love people who don’t even deserve it. You could fuck me over ten million times & I’d forgive you every single time. Some days, though few & far between, I love myself. When I hurt people I never ever mean to, & I always feel more terrible than I could ever explain when I realize that someone I care about is in pain because of me.  

I don’t always understand why I do the things I do. I know that I push people away when all I want is to make them happy. I don’t get why I have such a short fuse when I really want to be someone people want to be around. I just wish that I knew how to explain myself. God knows, through everything, I mean well.

Because when he looks in my eyes, even after all this time, he still looks like he’s searching for something. It’s like no matter how much time he spends with me he, or how well he knows me, there is always that one thing that he will never figure out about me.

Because he makes me want to be a better person. He doesn’t just look away from my flaws, he stares them straight in the face & challenges everything I hide behind. He sees me for what I could be.

Because he’s a hard ass all the time, but I know for a fact that he needs me just as much as I need him.

Because he never yells at me, even when I’m being a selfish little bitch.

Because he knows I’m crazy & sticks around.

Because he is everything I’ve ever wanted wrapped up in one perfect package.