Fragile

Why am I the type of person that still believes 

someone's a good person
even when they've shown me in every way
they're not.

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She knows me so well

that one of the toughest jobs in my life

is to let go even when holding on

only gives me bruises and scars.

It's my mistake.

My fault.

Keeping myself in jeopardy.

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I didn't want games.

I didn't want hide and seek.

I just want a person

that understand in our little silences,

you know how much love has hurt me.

The biggest barrier

is that I need reassurance.

Because my anxiety and past have convinced me

that people don't actually want

and you'll just end up leaving like everyone else.

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Let me go or hold me

but don't make me stand on the crossroads

of your feelings.

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I am a petite lady

with a fragile heart.

Please,

handle me with care.