Your unfamiliar fingers tried to come in contact with my cheek, but I didn't know that. I shockingly flinched and felt a tsunami beginning to form inside my eyelids. You heard me gasp and I never got to feel your touch. You were so afraid of hurting me, and you still are. You tried to comfort me by placing your arm around me, trying to hold me. I continuously flinched at every slightest movement, but you still stayed. I sobbed into your shoulder, not wanting your secure embrace to go away. No matter how hard you make me flinch, you're not the one who triggered it. You're so much better than the person who made me start flinching. Don't ever feel like you've hurt me based on how I react. I'm just not used to having someone who cared so much.
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To Feel
PoetryJust a girl putting her feelings into words. From poems to unsent letters, I pour my soul into each piece. Many of the pieces are about the dark parts of my mind, and wanting types of love that I'll never be able to have.
