Some times i put up walls to defend myself like a shield, to protect myself.
Has time goes by them wall might start to crack and break so others can come in.
I never for get the hurt you caused or what you did, but it is forgiven.
Endless times I have thought about reaching out to you but then I think is it worth the pain.
Loss always hurts, but it’s a part of life if that be pysically or emtionally.
Don’t think I hate you becasue I don’t, I don’t wish you any ill will I wish you nothing but love but I have to put myself first and can’t allow myself to be hurt again.
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