A girl like me.

I was so content before I met you. Yes I was lost, bleeding, hurt beyond comprehension, blind and ignorant to my own pain. But still, I was happy. A demented form of happy,yes, but happy none the less. And now you come into my life and change everything. Make me feel again. Make me feel so much all the time that I don’t know what to do with myself. Make me miss you, want to be around you. You make me feel like this stupid little girl when I have lived through lives of hurt, when I’m around you it just all goes away. When I’m around you, I don’t worry. I feel the pain leave, I feel my wounds and see the scars and they don’t matter as much. You don’t know this, but I’m falling for you and I have to hold myself back because you’re not ready for a girl like me.