love(r)
why do i bind my mind with morals I tell myself love isnt for me but that's just the overused rusted shield that protects my delicate infant heart from feeling but I want to feel I want to find romeo but do I want a lover, or love? Is it just the typical teenage insecurity? the whirlpool in my brain I can't trust myself to have valid thoughts but also I don't trust others to them either do I want to find my Him, or do I just need a bit of affection?
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