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My Intentions
My intentions were pure.
The accusations weren't.
I kept trying to be understood,
while people kept choosing
their version of me.
I never wanted to become distant.
I never wanted to become guarded.
But a heart can only touch fire
so many times before it learns
to pull away.
I didn't change all at once.
I changed one disappointment at a time.
One betrayal at a time.
One wound at a time.
And if I seem different now,
it's not because I lost my kindness.
It's because I finally learned
that not everyone deserves
access to it.
