Did you listen?
That night?
When I told you,
I'm not perfect.
That insecurities
hide behind my confidence?
That there are sobs
waiting to be consoled?
That there is love behind my anger?
That I have reasons for my love?
That I'm scared
to give you my heart?
Coz you might just be careless
or worse, care not
when it shatters to pieces.
Like now?
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