My mother once told me that
if you are hurt
No matter who hurt you
No matter how much hurt you burden
No matter the cause
No matter the petty reason
Think before you speak
Count to 10 and breathe
Don't let the cry of your heart hurt the one who inflicted it on you
I asked my mother why, why must i go through with it, its unfair and injustice to myself,
she answered
you are not low, do not let yourself fight for your hurt with hurt itself
time is irreversible don't waste yours on someone who didn't give theirs in the first place, then she held my face in her hands her expression soft she said
My dear, I have raised you long enough to know you will never hurt a soul but its a scary world we live in I suggest you build walls in your heart but don't mistaken it for a cage for your heart will grow lonely so set the both apart, know the difference it's like right from wrong but as you continue to grow there will be a number of people who will make a mark in your heart especially that special someone who will make you so impeccably helpless in their arms, now it's up to you to decide if they are welcome in your kingdom of hearts
A/N: im surprised Im still writing denggg I hope this is consistent 😊😊😊 Have a great dayyyyyyy to the lovely person who is reading thisssss 💕💕💕
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PuisiRead and try it Take it or leave it I dunno how to call my writing I'm not confident enough to call it poetry but it is words that i have put together to make a paragraph and thought it'd sounded pretty good for someone like me soooooooooooo
