sorry

I don’t know how to love people. 

Everyone leaves or I scare them away. I love too hard or not enough. I overwhelm them with affection or I forget to return their messages for three days. 

I am all in or not in at all. 
I am fire or I am ice, but I am never water.

I don’t know how to be in between. 
I don’t know how to love people.

—ifthenightcouldtalk
i'm sorry. i'm sorry. i'm sorry.