I was never good at pretending
I don't care—
it's not in my nature.
I was born to care, to love, to give.
The kind of person you call at 2 a.m.
when life feels unbearable,
or at 5 in the morning,
when the weight of the night
gets too heavy to carry alone.
I don't know how to hide what hurts me—
you'll see it in my eyes,
truth written plain as day.
I can't lie about what matters,
about who matters.
If you trust me with your secrets,
I'll carry them to the end,
my silence a promise I'd never break.
I love with every heartbeat,
every breath,
and if I've ever loved you once,
a part of me will love you forever,
like a song that never fades.
I can't pretend, can't turn away,
I was brought here to care—
it's in my bones,
written into the blueprint of my soul.
I'll show up, every time,
even if it's for the one who broke me,
because caring isn't a choice for me—
it's the only way I know how to be.
—MistakenGenius
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Surviving Heartbreak
Thơ caA lover girl who got her heart broken one too many times and now ended up writing poetry about it
