She doesn’t have a texting plan.
She doesn’t like talking on the phone.
But she texts me to say good night
Then calls me to say it
And promises to call tomorrow.
I think we’ve got a winner here folks.
Sometimes people tell me that I am hard to figure out. Figure out? What is there to figure out? I am a girl who wears her heart out in the open and tells everyone what’s going on. I’m a Pokémon nerd and proud of it. I am a good girl who always says she’s sorry when she’s done something wrong. I don’t try to like something to impress someone else. I don’t adopt new traits or hobbies because of that person. No. I am me. I am always myself. But more than that, there are things that people see that are not me in some ways. I am not the strong, confident girl that everyone says they look up to. I do not have the ability to get whatever I want in life. I am not perfect. Inside there is a me that few people see. It’s the me that is weak, that cries and curls into a ball. It is the me that has had her heart broken by the people she loved the most. It is the me that does not trust anyone with her heart anymore because she doesn’t believe that someone will not throw her away again.
What’s hard to figure out? I am a girl who has been broken in more ways than one. I am a girl who needs someone to see past my smile and see that there are times when I need to just be weak. I am a girl who needs someone to reach out their hand and say “I’ve got you.” I need someone that will see through my façade when I’m angry and who will reach through me barriers and hold me because I am actually hurt and scared. I am a girl who needs someone to make me believe that there is hope in this world for love, honesty, and inspiration. I want someone to be able to hold me and make me feel safe. I want to feel that closeness again.
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