Might trigger Idk *random thoughts*
Thinking about you again.. It's a happy thought but I still cry.. Thinking about how you bit my check.. I didn't bit you back (I regret that) thinking about how you make it your goal to keep me safe even when I could know longer do that for myself.. I don't say thank you enough (I regret that).. I miss your worth.. It's not even sexual.. I miss the mutual touch.. So holy and safe.. So free and heart worming.. See the thing about having a very short list of ppl that can touch you.. Is no one can ever touch you.. Sometimes I want to to change and someone tries to hold my hand and give me a hug. And I just cringe at the thought.. Don't touch me! is what my bone cry out.. I still ak from person touched me.. My bones still hurt from that day.. I don't know if I'll ever be the same.. I'm just a bag or broken bones.. I'm no one first pick.. But I'm ok with that just along as I have you.. I am starting to see.. My old bag of bone will never be whole.. It's not that I don't understand why you wouldn't want me back (the same why I long for you) it's just sad.. Yea that's the word.. SAD... I remember you today.. It was happy but I still cried because at the same time thinking about you makes me sad..
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