Keep it simple. Keep it true.

Lupus?

Remember that time I was gonna get married?  And then it went to shit.  And then six months later I met a completely amazing man.  And I felt more for him in two months than I ever did for the ex-fiance in four years?  But I didn’t know how to put it all into words.  Or I did, but the feeling scared me, cause I never thought a SECOND man would fuck me over, but people are only human and they hurt other humans even when they say they won’t. 
And so I felt all these things and they were on the tip of my tongue, but I just couldn’t say them, cause it’s like I’d heard it all before, and I thought I knew before, but I had this doubt.  And it was valid.  And then more doubt.  And this doubt kept me from saying all the things I wanted to.  And I suspected that he had the same doubt.  And so we skirted around it over and over.  It was in our eyes and bones and fingertips.  But we both just didn’t say it. 

It was yesterday and today and last week and probably the week before that.  The feelings aren’t going away, but getting stronger every time.  And by not saying anything, we’re letting the past win, and my past doesn’t deserve to have that kind of control.