You made me cry that night,
With just few words.
When the world slept,
I think, i grew up.
Found my solace in books,
In words again.
But reading only,
Broke my already fragile heart.
There were some people like me,
Fictional;
Did everything wrong,
but they had a reason,
Or were smart.
Cold, they pushed many people away,
Still some stayed.
It made me wonder;
If someone i know,
will also stay.
Despite how many times i push them away.
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