you treat them like they have a heart just like yours,
but not everyone can be as soft and as tender and as considerate as you.
you don't see the person that they are,
you see the person they have the potential to be.
you give and give and give until they pull everything out of you and leave you empty.
wishing you had done more, gave more,
even though it was them that had the giving to do.
you know this,
and yet here we are.
again.
empty.
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dispositional tendencies
Thơ caa collection of writing and poetry i wrote about things that i can't always say out loud. i hope you enjoy this and can find comfort in knowing others feel the same as you and that you are not alone :)
