I’m so insecure these days every time you’re on your phone my heart skips a beat. I’m over analyzing everything there is to be analyzed and reevaluating what I have already come to know as true. I never used to be like this. Sure I was always a little self conscious but I never thought out everything I said before I said it to make sure my words were neutral and safe to be heard. I don’t want to push you away so I hold a lot in. Surprising huh? It seems as though all I ever do is complain and depressingly carry on all the melancholy tales of how nothing ever white goes my way and how I’ll never actually find real love. But you, you bring out all the worst insecurities. You bring out the “No really these past few days I just haven’t been hungry” kind of insecurities. You invoke the “long sleeves even though it’s summer” kind of insecurities. Worst of them all you brought out and left to stay forever the dreaded “stay away from any signs of happiness, they’re false” kind of insecurities. Because of your past decisions you’ve left me a shell of the confident being I used to be. Although I will rebuild myself, you owe me a helping hand through validation and love. Two things that have become such foreign concepts to me. -GG