She doesn’t call out to be selfish…

She doesn’t bleed for attention…

She doesn’t cry because she’s weak…

Your love, it doesn’t feel real to me.

No matter how I try to let it go, the memories remind me of the times where I was afraid.

I tried to find a place safe from you.

But you found me anyways.

I’m no longer a child, but the child in me remembers.

She remembers you in a different light.

She still tries to escape at night.

But you…

You don’t remember…

It was so long ago for you.

But for me…

Those moments stay alive in memory.

Posted by:Lauren Kim

🦋 I write my own stories, breathing in life & love by my heart's endless daydreams.

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