Losing myself in the arms of the perfect stranger.
I feel like I’m losing myself. As I continue to share my life with this great guy.. I give him a part of me every time, and every time I do that, I take part of myself away from the people I love. I really don’t get it. and I had thought I deserved to be a little carelessly happy, but as always.. For every action, there is a reaction.
Looks like my lack of knowledge in being vulnerable has its copious amounts of flaws..
Im so sorry that there’s not enough time in the world to be there for everyone..
Most importantly, for myself.
Me.
