Its happening again isn't it?
Afraid of falling for someone.
Having the extreme doubt of even having a chance with them.
The large possibility of getting hurt, once again.
For the millionth time.
The first time it happened, you just got over it.
But the second time, it really fucked with your head and heart.
Your perspective on love switched in less than a day.
Ever since, your heart has been made of glass.
Trying to super glue it back again.
