I’m sorry that I’m such a complicated being.
That when you shower me with love, I feel underserving.
That when you plant seeds in my heart, they grow to suffocate me.
That I can never experience true happiness without a sense of dread.
But honey, please hold onto me.
Because the one thing that I will never have enough of,
— An anonymous escape from life
Art by Sandra de la Cruz | @_drasan_ (Instagram)