scared to love him

Does he lie when he say he loves me?

Does he joke when he says he misses me?

Is he thinkning differently when he calls me beautfiul?

 

Is it that I don't trust his word,

or is it that I don't trust love itself?

 

I cannot tell what is right, what is wrong.

And I have no idea what I should believe.

 

With love comes pain.

And with pain comes regret.

I don't want to get hurt.

And I don't want to regret him.

This poem is about: 
Me

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