Keep it to yourself, he says
And sends me poetry
My eyes were never meant to see
Keep it to yourself, he pleads
Heart beating on his sleeve

What does he expect from me
When I love someone else
Built my life around someone else
And don’t share the feelings
His poetry portrays?
What does he expect
That a woman can do
For him that he can’t do for himself?

There are things you don’t share
Even if your heart beats them
Your lungs breathe them
With every breath
There are things you don’t say
Because they’re too dangerous
And you can’t take them back once they’re said

Does he stick his neck out
Just to get new scars?
Knotted lines of flesh to define him
While covering up the man beneath
He wants to be wanted
He wants to be loved
But he doesn’t want to love me

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