Poetry

And This Is Why

“And this is why I never wanted you
to fall in love with me.”

And this is why I never wanted you to fall in love with me. You see, my heart is darkness. It’s been stabbed. Burned. Ripped open. Ground into powder. I’m surprised it still beats within my chest. I honestly don’t know how to love you the way you deserve. I don’t know if there’s any light left to shine for you. And that thought just breaks me all over again.

© Sarah Doughty
2018

You tell me I’m enough,
and I try to believe you.

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