Not Easy to Love
To whoever loves me next.
I'm sorry if I'm afraid of you.
Or if days of flirting turn to radio
silence without any warning.
I'm sorry if I make you say
the words over and over and
over and over until I believe
them( I'm sorry if I don't believe them.)
I will probably spend more time
worrying about losing you
than I try spend trying to
keep you.
Trouble is every single
time I've ever thought.
Something was too good
to be true - I've been right.
Just understand I will know
how to be vulnerable with you,
but I won't know how not to
regret it.
And I have no idea how deep
we'll be into this relationship
before I admit that I know
I've never done this before.
Not really, not in any way that counts.
Before I admit that I know
how to put my body inside
someone's else but not
how to make it beautiful.
I'll probably won't be easy to love.
Too many people loved me badly,
I'm not sure now, how to do it right.