#2

If you have no intention of loving me
Then let me be.
For I am tired and sad and broken
And need no contributions.
Shaky as a fawn,
I am learning to stand
But empty promises and tender words
Only cause me to falter and weep.
And there are many who would like to see
So I mustn’t let them know
How utterly shattered and alone I am.
Please, come into my life wholeheartedly
Or don’t come at all.

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