#amihardtolove
I keep my heart in a locked glass case,
not to keep you out, but to see who stays.
I speak in storms and half-finished thoughts,
in silences heavier than what I forgot.
I’ve built my walls from careful fear,
bricked with doubt year after year—
and when you trace the cracks with your hand,
I almost let you in. I almost stand.
“Am I hard to love or am I too hard to understand?”
The question trembles where I land.
Feb 12
Feb 12, 2026 at 9:34 PM UTC