Theory on Why People Play Safe in Love (Poem #22)

He was ashes when you met him
all burnt out from the fire brought by his past
he was scattered and ripped all over
just a little intact to reach out to you

You were untouched when he met you
with heat from within
the fire inside you burnt just enough
to drag him up and once again,
make him whole

You gave your all
set yourself on fire to bring him back his life
you broke your wall, risked your soul
without the knowledge
that while you were pushing him towards the middle
you brought yourself towards the edge

Remember how they keep saying
that the person you’d take a bullet for could be the person behind the trigger?

Well, that’s it
you have him filled
and emptied yourself
he walked all over you
and you willingly allowed him to

Now the only thing that’s left for you to do
is to pick yourself up and say,
“Lesson learned.
Now I’m never opening up to anyone that way, ever again.”

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Eva Harmoni

There was one night when the rain poured so hard, and i didn't want it to stop. Weird, because i was afraid and amused by the sound of the rain and thunder. The sound of it made me less alone that night. The next day i woke up to find my collection of journals soaked. I keep it near the window to make sure no one could read it. The writings can still be read but i was devastated by the damage. I wanted it preserved but i don't want it published. Still amused by the rain but afraid of the wrath it could bring to my journals, i created this blog.

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