She wonders if she's broken beyond repair,
if something inside her died long ago.
And she grieves not for the ones she leaves behind,
but for the part of her
that cannot stay,
that cannot love,
that will never believe
she's worthy of being loved at all.
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The Things We Left Unsaid
PoetryThe actions of others, for the people they left behind.
longing
She wonders if she's broken beyond repair,
if something inside her died long ago.
And she grieves not for the ones she leaves behind,
but for the part of her
that cannot stay,
that cannot love,
that will never believe
she's worthy of being loved at all.