It's scary to think I might end up happy this time.
Thoughts and fears and insecurities get in the way, reminders of a past gone wrong.
I'm constantly afraid of overlooking something and being blindsided in my bliss.
There's a fine line between trying not to make the same mistakes and letting something new happen.
This could be good. Amazing good.
I'm trying to ignore the scars from others.
I'm trying.
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