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“I have to accept that we will never be,
What we had has passed,
You are buried in the corners of my heart,
I was never enough for you,
Or maybe I was too much,
But you’ll always mean something to me,
You treated me well,
Until you tasted the insecurities,
That haunted me, hurt me and burned inside of me”

Sometimes, we meet good people, with loving hearts and kind spirits and they ignite feelings that we have never felt before.
But our scars are just too heavy for them and we can’t blame them, because it is not theirs to carry, however, there is someone out there, who would be willing to.