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I'm used to being abandoned by the men in my life But that never makes it any easier I was always a dreamer And a part of me still is I let my hopes grow too big Filled with hot air Only for them to float away from me Disappearing Like everything else Naturally I've built up a wall But people always find a way to sneak in And usually walk right out Once I've opened the doors You could say I have trust issues But there's always a moment When I open myself up Completely It scares the hell out of me But I do it anyways For the chance at something bigger than myself The only problem Is that I don't do well with vulnerability I worry, I doubt But only because Having another man walk out of my life -- Especially you -- Would be too much to bear.
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 1:41 AM UTC
Once is an Accident, Twice is a Coincidence, Three Times is a Pattern
I'm used to being abandoned by the men in my life But that never makes it any easier I was always a dreamer And a part of me still is I let my hopes grow too big Filled with hot air Only for them to float away from me Disappearing Like everything else Naturally I've built up a wall But people always find a way to sneak in And usually walk right out Once I've opened the doors You could say I have trust issues But there's always a moment When I open myself up Completely It scares the hell out of me But I do it anyways For the chance at something bigger than myself The only problem Is that I don't do well with vulnerability I worry, I doubt But only because Having another man walk out of my life -- Especially you -- Would be too much to bear.
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Dec 30, 2013
Dec 30, 2013 at 1:41 AM UTC
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