The scars are there.
They’re just hidden.
I don’t trust you enough.
I don’t trust anyone enough.
Not to show them.
Not really.
Because these are not the scars you can see.
These are scars across my heart.
Where it has broken.
And broken again
And then shattered.
I know you want to help
But the last person who tried
Only shattered the broken halves
And it’s only just fixed.

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