Last night was perfect…

But.. before last night, you said some things, and I was impatient. You said you hold too many things in, to like yourself, and you hate yourself for it. I said that you have so many things to LOVE yourself for. You said you carry too much bullshit, and you have problems sleeping at night because of that, and constantly over thinking things. You said you have to like yourself, before you can be happy with someone else, and you gave that up years ago, with someone else you think you blew it with. I asked you if you were going to live your life unhappy, and miserably alone, just because you couldn’t learn to let go of the past.

But then last night… we were happy. Maybe it was short lived… but as this thing between us plays out, I will live for those short moments with you. Hoping one day, I am a part of what takes your pain away.