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Love
What is love?
What’s the point if you are just going to get hurt?
Love has been my personal curse
It started with my care takers
The people that should never hurt you
But the love I’m talking about is the love of a partner
We were perfect
I knew we wouldn’t get married
Most high school loves don’t
But I miss that warmth
When you have something so beautiful
And the next moment it’s gone
When you are sick you don’t have your person to cuddle
The person you would go to anything about
All the sudden is gone
I long for that
To be attached like that again
To feel that love
To pour my love into someone else
But I know I deserve better
It’s my turn now
I deserve a fresh start on love
Someone who can love me and I love them
We aren’t each other therapists, but we are still there for each other
Someone who is my sun
So I can have a break from shining
I want to be the moon
The one that doesn’t have to be strong
Someone who understands my brain and mental illnesses
Someone who wants to try
And I know one day I’ll get that
I’ll get treated the way I deserve
Right now I have to heal my broken heart
First love always hurt the most right?
So for now I’ll heal and wait.