You made me beautiful for the few moments you were in my life, and I know the pain will turn me ugly the second you leave.
If you can't love me how am I supposed to love myself?
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Limerence (Poetry)
Poetry"Bumblebee: I wonder if you will still love me when I protect myself and sting." Started: 8/20/20 Completed: 10/18/21 My 7th poetry book.
