Me and My Broken Heart

Afraid, afraid of getting close to you. Afraid of getting closer to you. Afraid to touch you. Afraid to know your thoughts. Afraid of everything.

A doubt that leaves me wondering; when, when would you walk out leaving me alone. Afraid I’ll be the one to give and not getting anything in return.

It wants to be healed but afraid you will break it into pieces. Wants to be free. Wants be opened again. Wants to love you. Wants to give all to you. Wants to give you everything.

In return, Β It wants to be loved. Wants your respect and your word to keep it safe.

keep me and my broken heart safe…


— AL


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