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I'ts been a while since you've caught my eye, or at least that's what I wish I could say: that I knew all along, that it was love at first sight or a deep conection created in an instant; but I was clueless I guess I still am. In your book you make me the protagonist, I chose to play chess, you made me your queen and treat me like a rare diamond protecting every inch of me from the outside things. Your eyes are so kind, I'd hate to see them shed a tear, I'd go against anyone who'd dare harm you, I'd hate for that person to be me, knowing all I'm capable of when you look at me. Yet I push you away, because if this were meant to be you would stay, this relationship would make you grow, not limit the person I know you could become Without me, I'm dyeing to tell you come in, yet I shut the door, cry myself to sleep, hide under the covers so to the world you and I don't exist. Drowning in my own words, writing what I cannot confess. It becomes scary when you give that much power to the one you admire I wish I could play into your game, I know you would carry me, love me, give me everythig, anything... I don't I love you...
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May 5
May 5, 2026 at 11:07 PM UTC
THE HARM I COULD BE... if you learn to love me
I'ts been a while since you've caught my eye, or at least that's what I wish I could say: that I knew all along, that it was love at first sight or a deep conection created in an instant; but I was clueless I guess I still am. In your book you make me the protagonist, I chose to play chess, you made me your queen and treat me like a rare diamond protecting every inch of me from the outside things. Your eyes are so kind, I'd hate to see them shed a tear, I'd go against anyone who'd dare harm you, I'd hate for that person to be me, knowing all I'm capable of when you look at me. Yet I push you away, because if this were meant to be you would stay, this relationship would make you grow, not limit the person I know you could become Without me, I'm dyeing to tell you come in, yet I shut the door, cry myself to sleep, hide under the covers so to the world you and I don't exist. Drowning in my own words, writing what I cannot confess. It becomes scary when you give that much power to the one you admire I wish I could play into your game, I know you would carry me, love me, give me everythig, anything... I don't I love you...
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RachelH
May 5
May 5, 2026 at 11:07 PM UTC
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