I want to.
I really do.
But I know.
That in the end.
You will leave.
I want to.
I really do.
But I know.
That when you know me.
You will leave.
You'll see me.
You'll regret it all.
Is it so bad?
That I just want to feel loved.
To know that you won't leave.
That you'll come back.
Even after we've fought.
To know that you'll protect me.
But I don't want to let you in.
I'm scared that you'll hurt me.
My heart has been beaten.
But I'll stay happy.
I always have.
If you do leave.
It'll just be another scar.
Upon my heart and other places.
So before you toy with me.
Know me.
Know who I am.
Know where I came from.
Know my past.
Know me.
Know me.
And then I'll know you.
Because you decided to dig.
You decided to find me.
The real me.
Under these masks.
I'll know you.
When you want to know me.
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