Me > You
I can’t bare to utter the words I LOVE YOU.
because the time I did, those words became a door mat.
My emotions seemed to say WELCOME. And my heart was a dot with no lock.
I feel like a leaf holding on by just Meer luck before the wind blows it.
When I say I LOVE YOU I feel so vulnerable.
So gullible.
So naive.
That I could possibly love YOU, without loving ME.
This poem is about:
Me