Paradise Lost

The tears cascade like rain down windowpanes

I gave you a window to my pain

A peak at what made me weak

I should’ve known:

Don’t be too comfortable; too trusting; too vulnerable

Because the cuts just plunge deeper

And my pain, too exposed

I’d cry you a river if it meant you’d stay

But you’d built a raft with my insecurities and paddle away

I should’ve known:

Don’t be too comfortable; too trusting; too vulnerable

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