At first
I never intended
To be friends.
I cheated.
My heart
I locked it
Though it opened
Grabbed pulled bare.
Time passed then
Now I realize
It layed
Butt naked.
It was scary
Too familiar
Of being trampled
Almost stopped beating.
At times
I could see
They treat me
As a part.
Just then
I let them
See what's inside
This beating flesh.
Too sensitive,
Too frail
Too soft,
Too pale.
Expectations
Crumbled shells
End up stabbing
My exposed part.
When they laugh
It jumps
But at times
It breaks.
They don't listen
To my words
My awkward response
My mind jumbled.
Letters of words
Out of my mouth
It bounces back
Echos on my mind.
Was the words wrong?
They never answered,
Then it feels
That familiar stab.
Oh good memories
They make me regret
I shouldn't have
Gotten too close.
-JovialMask2023
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