• b_intoh_adamu 5w


    The bruises you cause on my skin
    Are lighter than the pains you cause to my heart.

    I would rather live with the bruises
    Than die of the pains.
    I would rather disrespect you and live with the wounds, feeling light inside, forgiving and moving on
    Than lock them in, carrying a burden I can't bear, hating and then die to perish.

    I don't expect you to understand
    Unless you were eighteen
    Struggling with a high blood pressure.