Who let someone so soft
be close with someone so harsh
who let me love someone
so intent on tearing my heart outYou say things
that I hope you don't mean
and I'll just laugh it off because
sensitive is the last thing I want to seemYou know how much you get to me
the red is plastered on my face
and the smirk on your lips implies
you wouldn't want it any other wayI've never been the type to be put first
so maybe that's why
even after your hurtful words
I let what you do slidePart of me loves it
when you tease and call me names
but its a part of me that revels
in every bit of painIts a self destructive part of me
that I've worked to shut down
but every bit of reason
leaves when you're aroundI hate how my heart flutters
when you show the moments of kindness
it's enough to make me love you
almost enough to make me forgetThat you are surrounded
by walls of harsh words
and it wont be me to tear them down
all I'll get is your worst
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Trial and Error
PoetryPoems I've written about fictional characters because real life is boring.