My heart closes

Every time for you

In the envision of tomorrow


Forgive me

But a burnt house cannot come back to its original state

That I accept as I recognize once bitten

twice shy.


I maybe naïve from the look

Soft from the feel

But hardcore inside

Call it being shy



I cannot however

Understand why you would still want me

I wouldn’t do that if I was me

So weary , I’m I? being,

Cautious of everything.

For I have been there

And am afraid of being there again!


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