You know I love you, and you know that for you, there is a soft spot, like the brown spot in an apple when it eats at me. Because to you, you say you love me, but to me, I want you to love me. Love me the right way, the way I know you wish you could. I don't want to fix you or you fix me. I want us to fix ourselves and be loved
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:14
Hey. Thank you so much for sharing such a vulnerable and strong piece. I also really love how you read it, and I love that there are birds in the background, those that really added to it