Why do I let people in?
To wipe their feet on my carpet?
To add potholes to my road?
To be a cancerous growth in my chest?

Or is it in hopes:
That they add beautiful patterns,
A more clearer route,
Medicine for my mind?

No.
That is called delusion.
Every time you trust someone.
It’s just a reminder why you shouldn’t trust anyone.
At all.