Sore Heart And A Pen

Why do you hide your thoughts from me I have to beg you to speak

Notebooks don’t have to wonder or guess such an interesting intimacy

Your eyes sparkle in mysterious ways that hide when I seek

Glances when I see your defenses analyze intentions

Tell why your keyboard knows more than I please reveal what can be done to discover verses first

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I feel safe in my safe space/ can’t tell if you’ll erase/ the love you have for me/ and your promises sound good but we’ll see/ see I’m trusting you more and more/ yet understand I must protect my core/ no hidden agenda under the floor/ just gotta be careful my heart is still sore.

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