Oh darling I'm scared_
Scared of what will come,
when you treat my heart
as you do yours.
The depth of me will
drown you if you've
only floated on the
surface of yourself.
My heart is not a garage
for your damaged parts_
My trust is not a bandaid
you can use to patch up your wounds!
Please, leave...
What would become of me
if I was to give you what
little i've saved for myself?
-Liyah smith