I just saw another post on here. Talking about how they wish they had someone's arms to cry into. 

I want to be held too. To want someone to initiate holding me for once instead of me having to do it first. But even then I don't think it would feel right anymore. I would want to stay but move away at the same time. All because of words echoing from months ago. As much as it kills me. Hallows me inside, I think I should reject and give up on love. Or any semblance of affection. Because I always end up caring more. I always end up hurting more. I always end up getting discarded. I'm not enough. I won't be enough for him.