The first sip of tea is always the hardest.
that isn’t supposed to be inspirational, I’m just stating it’s fucking nerve-racking waiting for it to touch your lips and potentially having it melt your face off
The fact is, I’d treat you so damn well. I’d give you everything I had, even if I wasn’t sure I had it to begin with. And it sucks because you want nothing to do with it. And I’m beyond caring about what I deserve or what you’re missing out on, because all I can think about is that I’m lacking something that you want in someone else. I’ll get over it, eventually. But right now, I think I’ll give myself a moment of grief, even if it’s over losing something I never had in the first place.