Trust another with your heart, hold it out in front you, bared to the world, and trust them not to hurt it. The hardest thing to do, such a simple need.
My heart is back, not broken, but still bitter. How much of this “crush” is just make believe in my mind? I don’t need love, it’s just friends with rules and jealousy. It only causes problems and misery.
I think he’s going to break my heart. I didn’t want him to mean this much to me, didn’t think he would. But i felt him move my heart, and i can’t lie about what i felt.