You don't want to hurt me.
I know you won't even try. But my heart is made of glass so you won't have to try. Small things you do make me want to cry. Ignore me for hours. Leave me on read. I know you're busy with work. You've got a life outside of me. But I care about you-is it really that hard to see?
Please be gentle darling. Please be kind. Please don't break this glass heart of mine.
