My need to push you away comes from how everyone I ever loved left me in the dark. And at this point, it’s better to just stay alone than even let in a glimpse of love and risk getting hurt, again. I’m sorry I’m this broken that everything, in the end, leads to pain. I’m sorry that I struggle to be happy because good things never happen. Good things haven’t happened in so long. And that’s why I come off the way I do.
She Was Sea 