If You’re Going To Try To Love Me
I’m that girl. I’m the girl who tries. I’m the one who will be there at 3 in the morning when you’re upset about something- anything, as small as it may be. I’m the one who shows up at your door ready to take you to dinner, and I’m the one who wants to know more about you. I’m the girl who will hold your hand on public streets, because I couldn’t care less about the way people look at us. I’m the girl that lies awake at night replaying that day we spent together in my head. I’m the one who hates games, the one who hates drama and the one that respects trust and honesty above all else. I’m willing to fight for something I love, but I won’t be anyone’s second choice- not when they’re my first. I’m the one who doesn’t fall often, but falls hard, and gets hurt harder.
But I’m also this girl. The one who’s been scarred. The one who has a past very few people know about and one that wishes it could be forgotten. I’m the girl who’s been hurt, broken, lied to, left and torn but still believes in love. I’m the one who doesn’t let a lot of people in, but values her friendships more than most things. I’m the girl who has little faith that there is someone out there in this huge world that might treat her the way she deserves, and has yet to be proven wrong. I’m this girl.
So if you’re going to try to love me understand this. I will never cheat on you, lie to you, hurt you intentionally or stop trying. I’ve only ever asked the same in return. But at some point this thin ice that I’m skating on just might turn to water.