Love Me Anyways...

Love Me Anyways

Although I am broken, and very had to put back together,

Please help me pick the pieces back up and start again

I know that you have been down a very hard road, trust me, I know what it’s like.

And when I look into your eyes, no, I don’t see hope, or any other emotion or faith

I see me, smiling brightly at you as you smile right back at me because your face brings simple joy to me…

It doesn’t matter if I don’t really know you that well; or that our appearances to each other may seem made up

I would love to say that we don’t have the same interests, so that I wouldn’t like you so much,

But then I would be telling a lie.

Because of the fact that we both like the same things and seem to sometimes finish each other’s sentences,

I don’t want this to turn into something because I’m afraid.

Of the future, and what lies ahead of me with you,

I’m not scared for the heartbreak, at least for now, but I’m so very scared of liking you…

I may not want to admit it, I liked the last person I was with very much, and how did that work out for me?

Getting my heart practically ripped out of my chest and being stomped on multiple times,

By the person who said they loved me and I had mistakenly said I loved them back.

It wasn’t a mistake because I shouldn’t have given them my love in the first place,

But because I didn’t love him, and I know that somewhere in my life, I’m going to make that mistake again.

Not with you (?) I hope, I swear, I want this all to work out in the end,

Yet, what if it doesn’t? What’s worth it in the end if this burns to shitty pieces?

I didn’t gain anything from my last relationship, - and I know I keep talking about that damn last relationship – but it’s because I don’t want to make the same mistakes

I haven’t learned from them; they haven’t taught me anything.

Still, I want to be with you so much, it’s ridiculous of how much I want this to work,

It’s ridiculous to the fact that I want to move on so fast and my body has, but my brain hasn’t

Does it matter all the end? I hope it doesn’t,

Because I don’t really want to mess this shit up, whether if it’s with you or anyone else.

So please, love me now. Even with all the baggage, unluckiness, misfortune, and psychotic mind,

Love me anyways.