My desire to work for a relationship exceeds my desire to run and hide in my shell. We exploded and it was scary. We reached inside and played on each others insecurities.
One of us needed to stop and listen and you were tagged. You listened to my criticisms and you took it. I watched your body slump with disappointment but I knew you were listening intently. Hearing my pain but ready to learn. I commend your ability to put in the work.
Little did we know the messes we create actually bring us closer. They create a euphoric ending to our beginning.
Walking forward with you by my side, armour down.
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