and sometimes i fear that simply because they did not love me

the way i have always loved them,

there's no room left in my heart for others

i fear that when it all ends i'll be left with half a heart and you'll be left with two because for you i would give my very being

i fear that the chapters of my book have been left out in the rain

pages torn apart left to rot on the concrete

and

i'm so sorry my love language is not legible to you

but please,

know that i'm trying

please know that i am.