—to be seen yet remain hidden.
I am afraid of touching another person’s brokenness
I am afraid that i will make them worse
I am afraid that I will not meet their needs
I am afraid to make them feel safe and then leave; I don’t trust myself on keeping people
I am afraid they might drift away
I am afraid of getting along with another soul
I am afraid that their scars will lead to bleeding, again.
I am afraid that brokenness will lead to much worse—destruction.
—Red
I am afraid of touching another person’s brokennessI am afraid that i will make them worseI am afraid that I will not meet their needsI am afraid to make them feel safe and then leave; I don’t trust myself on keeping peopleI am afraid they might drift awayI am afraid of getting along with another…
there are a lot of confusing, shallow, and uncertain things in this world already. But love should never be one of them. It should never be one of them. x —Red
Writings of Red 