After we have been hurt once,
we are extra careful
with who we let in to our hearts
and who we build walls around.

Our hearts get confused,
our heads get muddled.

Our thoughts are filled,
our feelings a little tired.

Sometimes we don't want to fall in love
but we are dying to fill
that abyss in our hearts
that have been dug in our past.

So we f

    a
  
          l

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anyway.

We fall in love
with the quiet boy
and hope he is not too noisy.

We fall in love
with the poet
and hope he doesn't
write us in stanzas.

We fall in love
with the reader
and hope he doesn't
bend our spine.

We fall in love
with the ****
and hope he doesn't
play us too far.

We fall in love
with the computer geek
and hope he doesn't
decode us to one and zeros.

We fall in love
with our best friend
and hope that we love him
for more than he is.

But no matter what
we are still hooked to you,
the one boy
who broke our heart.