I worry
that I’m not good enough
and never will be,
not for you.
and I worry
someone else
will steal your heart
and you will let them
tamper, maim, break,
and destroy it.
and I worry–
after all that,
you’ll come for me
and I’ll say “Yes.”
and it won’t
matter because it
never did.
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