Her eyes were dark like night.
She whispered, "My love.."
A smile.
She wanted,
She needed,
You. Support. Comfort.
Instead, you gave her this.
A cold stare,
Hollow, and you're shying away.
It's not kept alone.
Secret it be not.
We know you cannot hold back.
Contain yourself,
Your mind, your soul.
She wanted,
She needed,
This. You. Passion.
Maybe even a little encouragement.
To her, it meant something.
You mean something to her.
She's not that type of girl.
Original. Shy. Unique.
Maybe even a little bliss.
She gave you her heart,
Her soul,
Expecting a protected sheild.
A cold stare.
Remind her, tell her.
Don't be afraid
To hurt her again,
You've put her through it before.
All she wanted,
She needed,
Was that.
Pain. Hurt. Reject.
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