I break down barriers only to put up reinforced steel walls.

If I asked you to save me, would you?

Sometimes the worst heartbreaks can open doors to knew loves.

Love's trigger
brings me to my knees
and now I ask aloud,
who will stand beside me?

Dominated by the silence of a thousand broken hearts.

All I can say is I'm here.

"Your poems are long"
"I know."
"Why?"
"Because I pour my heart into them."
"oh."

Typical.

I wear the necklace of hearts she gave me with hopes I'll someday be able to pry it off my neck.

I don't want to feel like I'm another mistake but yet that's all that comes into my mind anymore.

I feel like I should apologize for caring so much.