No distraction. No pain. If I could just pretend you don't exist everything would be so much easier, don't you think?
The fear. The remorses. Because I'm not as good as others, because I don't deserve love, because I'm not able to love. Sometimes my heart aches so much I wonder if it's still here. I wonder if maybe someone took it away with violence. Why? Why am I always pushing people away? Not giving them a chance, not even willing to talk to them. Am I afraid of some sort of engagement? I discovered I didn't really had any feelings like this in my life yet. Or maybe I did but it was impossible for me to just accept the idea of someone loving me back. Is it possible? Why would someone waste their time with me? Others have so much more to offer. At the bottom of my missing heart, I know it. I am conscious of this truth. People have no interest in me. Because I have nothing left to give them.
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PoetryJust some random thoughts and moods I wanted to share. My heart needs to breathe sometimes so here is the opportunity! The texts I write are often very short by the way. If it can be any important for you :) PS: I know it's not really poetry but I d...
