I fell for her.
Fearlessly.
But.
I wasn't ready.
Neither was she, but.
Specially me.
I had too much shit to deal with.
Personal demons and battles.
She didn't see that though.
She broke me more.
I kept everything within.
To give everything to her.
I had so much to cry about.
But I held my tears.
To be with her.
It haunted me for months.
Because I was too hurt that she didn't understand.
Now.
After all these years.
I'm all moved on.
It still haunts me.
I'm still defensive thinking everyone will fuck me up.
I'm still protective.
Double, triple think about who I open up to.
I'm still afraid.
I'm still dealing with the side effects.
But someday.
I know I will be okay.
I don't regret what we had.
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August 25th.
Love,
Víctor.
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February Ashes
Puisi❝From an everlasting flame, to a pile of ashes in the forest❞ A bunch of poems about how he met, fell in love with, desired, missed, broke, was broken by, hated, lost and got over the deepest love he ever felt. most impressive rank: #1 in poems.
