"I can see in your eyes, you're ready to break."

I wanted to say it.
Who knows how I held my tongue. I normally can't do that when I'm desperately trying. But that night, even with the words right inside my lips, they wouldn't crawl out.
I wanted to say it, and maybe I still do.
But wanting to do something isn't enough. I have to be sure. I can't keep making the same stupid mistakes; doing things on impulse, doing things with a complete disregard for the consequences I know are coming.

This one thing isn't just a step, but a process.

For right now, I just want to curl up in your words and hide in them. I want to wrap those sounds around me and fall asleep in them.
I want to wake up without feeling stressed out.
I want to sleep without somehow feeling like I'm exactly like Boo Bear.

I'm so close.