To Be Broken
How can I love you when no one has loved me right?
How can I fall asleep with you if I’m used to sleepless nights?
Why would I believe that you’d grieve if I leave?
I’m used to no needing of me!
How do I know that your love is no joke?
I’m sorry to say that my heart can’t take anymore pokes!
It seems that my paranoia for love has been so cut throat that it’s harder to heal, but easier to mope,
But that’s how it feels to be broke
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A broken heart and trust issues
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