I hope you know

that I cringe at the mention of him.
that I want to be okay.
that it feels like I'm playing the losing game.
that the unnecessary fits of anger is undeserved.
that while I lack sensitivity in a lot of things, my oversensitivity can be beyond comprehension.
that sometimes, it takes more than conviction.
that "meeting halfway" seems almost impossible at times.
that it gets hard.
that I think I'm strong for being able to sit quietly while it eats me alive.
that I don't like having to feel this feeling.
that I want to not care and still be ok.
that I think the more insecure I get, the more it will ruin things.



that I try and it ends in a tearful fiasco.
that I try.
and I try again.

xom.