You Were Different

I'm so afraid

Afraid of being loved

Afraid of being the one who you can call yours

I'm tired of being scared

Tired of always thinking if you'll drop me after I've been used

Tired of being sad

Tired of getting mad at myself

Help me

I can't get over this pain myself

Help me, please

Why can't you see I'm broken

From all the pain they've caused

From all the torture they've put me through

Why do you do this to me?

Why do you put your arm around me and hold me so gentle, as if I'll break if you touch me wrongly?

Why do you kiss my cheeks and whisper blissful nothings?

Are you doing this on purpose?

Are you just hiding under a mask with a smirk across your face as you play with the strings on my heart?

Tell me

Tell me what you really want

I need to know

Need to know if this isn't just a game

A game that we both know I can't win at any costs

Or are you actually willing

Willing to mend this broken nothing

To put me back together and fully accept the love you furiously swing at me

To hold me in your gentle, warm and welcoming arms

To engulf me in your sweet, delightful kisses

Are you ready?

Are you really willing to wait for me to open up my wounded heart to you?

I wish you the best

This won't be easy