I'm stubborn impatient, and insecure. I make mistakes,
I am out of control, I've been through hell and back. And at
times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst,
then you don't deserve me at my best.
How
many times can you fake a smile while
all your friends are talking about
their boyfriends,
fight the urge to text him, say your fine
without him?
You act like nothings
wrong when really your
just fighting
the tears from streaming down your face.
Everyone
has a breaking point,
so admit that you can’t
do
this alone, that you miss
him, and j u s t
c r y .
Trust
me,
it is
okay.