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my mind is my own worst enemy.

never feeling like i'm enough,

i always do too much.

my anxious heart may be easily swooned,

my eager mind is quick to be groomed,

and all my thoughts are consumed

with a love that never stays long.

without a warning, left too soon,

and all the wounds grow deeper.

each time gets a little closer

to what love truly means.

alone, i'll find the cracks

and there won't be anyone

to stop me from tripping

over every single one.

it's hard to believe 

that you won't leave

because i have seen

so many hearts less mean

than my own.

endless options and the excitement

of something new.

it's easier to trust in solitude.