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"It wasn't the the fear of breakups or the effort of putting into a relationship, only to receive nothing back. It was the word itself that made me scared: 'love'. I hate being vulnerable, I hate intimacy, and I hate commitment. I felt so naked under your stare. You exposed me from within and I just wasn't used to that. I felt discomfort in your touch whenever your fingers are placed on my waist. My voice wavers with tiny gasps that follows. I take a step back when you come forward to me. My feet unconsciously moved, though it wasn't something I meant to do. I grew restless and paranoid that you slowly started walked away. You were something I wanted so much, but regrettably cannot have. That is, because I'm me.
-meia
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Poesiadi·a·ry /ˈdī(ə)rē/ (noun) A recording of one's inner thoughts and emotions A place for one to vent their emotions/thoughts on And also, eventually a place for someone else to read and realize the past thoughts of the previous user.
