2022年2月19日 星期六

🌹💚There are +01

🌹💚There are those evenings 
when I allow myself to collapse, 
when I let myself go. 
And I wonder 
why I always have to fight, 
because nothing 
is ever easy for me. 
Sometimes 
I'm tired of being strong, 
tired of being alone, 
tired of being the one 
who always remains. 
I need a hug, 
a caress, 
someone to tell me: 
“I'll take care of you”. 
I want to let go, 
stop thinking, 
not always have to worry 
about fighting life. 
“You are strong”, 
they tell me. 
But they don't know 
I'm a crystal vase inside. 
They don't know 
how much fear 
I hide under my armor. 
I scream silently, 
I crumble 
without making a sound. 
Fragments of soul 
and heart in tears. 
I'm tired of saving myself. 
Sometimes I don't want 
to be strong, 
I just want to be loved, 
protected, 
it happens. 
I would like someone 
to give me a star, 
a piece of sky, 
a rainbow. 
A smile, 
a kiss, 
a caress, 
a little tenderness. 
A sunflower. 
A bit 'of love... 
💚💖💗💕💓💘💞💝



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