When I first met you, my heart was soft and full of love.
It was excited to finally have found another heart like itself.
It would've done anything for you. It did do everything for you no matter what you asked of it.
It loved you so much it eventually started to get tired of giving so much love, and receiving the bare minimum in return.
It started to question why its love wasn't good enough for you. What more it could do to be loved the same as it loved.
Eventually, it started growing cold.
It started losing the ability to love.
The ability to give.
Till one day, it decided it was better to lock itself away in a cage so it wouldn't get hurt anymore.
And there it's remained.
And there it will never leave.
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I Really Love You but I'm Bad with Words so Here You Go
PoetryThis is just a little book of poetry I've written. Inspired by events that have happened through my life. I hope maybe they'll help someone feel like they're not alone. ⚠TW: May contain mention of depression, suicide and self harm⚠ I hope you enjo...
