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Jul 2019
I will give you 90% of my heart
Please disregard the broken fragments
And don’t ask
That little dark splinter has shriveled
It’s not worth giving

I will open all the doors to my soul
But please don’t go into the basement
It’s dark and damp and full of spiders
It can’t renovated
It’s not a place for living

Please be satisfied
With holding my bright beating heart
And walking the ornate halls of my soul
Attaching the splinter may spread its disease
Opening the door may release the spiders

I’m terrified of showing you the splintered remain
And answering the questions that follow
I’m terrified of opening the basement door
And seeing your face change from adoration to pity
So please let them be
I'm currently in the sharing your whole soul part of a relationship. I was previously in a emotionally abusive and sexually manipulated relationship, like years ago. Almost know one knows and I'm still not at point in my life that I can but it's hard to keep the people you love most out of that part of my history. He can guess that something has happened and has always respected my wishes not to talk about it.
Written by
Katie  21/F
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