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Please understand.
Try your hardest.
Wrap your mind
Around these words
Like arms of wisdom
And love, and listen:

You said, simply, beautifully,
“I love you too.”

I can give my love away so freely,
Give my heart, soul, and mind
To anyone who might need them.
When I say those three words,
I mean them with all my heart
Even when they sound hollow.

But when someone tells me
Those three, small, infinite words,
It’s like a thousand microscopic
Needles being thrust into my heart;
They grow, and become large knives
And rapiers and sword and nails.

I can’t tell you why they tear at me so.
Maybe I’ve been scarred by words of
False love and one sided love so often
In my short life; and I’ve just realized
That the wounds haven’t healed yet.
And oh my God, it hurts.

Yet it is one of the most beautiful
Pains I have ever experienced.
Maybe it’s my heart hidden
In a shroud of stone and marble
Breaking up and coming back to
A full, complete understanding of love.
Perhaps that is what the pain is.

When those three words are directed
At me, it is frightening, terrifying.
I can’t explain why I feel this way.
I can’t quite accept what you are
Saying; those words leave me raw
And naked, and now I am so afraid
That you will humiliate me further;

You will take your words back
And I will lie naked and bloodied
On the ground, shaking from
Happiness that almost was.
Maybe that is why those words
Terrify me beyond reason.

I mean you no offense.
I don’t mean to hurt you by
Telling you these absurd reasons.
I cringe and keep my distance,
Waiting for the blow that will leave
Me shattered and naked from those
Three small words, beautiful words,

When all I want to do is crawl
Into your arms and cling to you,
And then cry and weep and sob
Like a child fresh out of the womb;
A child who feels emotional pain
For the first time and weeps
Without shame or remorse

I am not worthy of love.
That is why I feel the pain like knives,
And the beauty filled with grace,
And the terror filled with longing,
All connected by my unworthiness.

Please, do not leave me.
Let me fall into your arms
And cry and weep and sob
Like a child fresh out of the womb.
And hold me and reassure me
That you are telling the truth,
When I cannot halt my disbelief.

Description
Please understand.
Try your hardest.
Wrap your mind
Around these words
Like arms of wisdom
And love, and listen:

You said, simply, beautifully,
“I love you too.”

I can give my love away so freely,
Give my heart, soul, and mind
To anyone who might need them.
When I say those three words,
I mean them with all my heart
Even when they sound hollow.

But when someone tells me
Those three, small, infinite words,
It’s like a thousand microscopic
Needles being thrust into my heart;
They grow, and become large knives
And rapiers and sword and nails.

I can’t tell you why they tear at me so.
Maybe I’ve been scarred by words of
False love and one sided love so often
In my short life; and I’ve just realized
That the wounds haven’t healed yet.
And oh my God, it hurts.

Yet it is one of the most beautiful
Pains I have ever experienced.
Maybe it’s my heart hidden
In a shroud of stone and marble
Breaking up and coming back to
A full, complete understanding of love.
Perhaps that is what the pain is.

When those three words are directed
At me, it is frightening, terrifying.
I can’t explain why I feel this way.
I can’t quite accept what you are
Saying; those words leave me raw
And naked, and now I am so afraid
That you will humiliate me further;

You will take your words back
And I will lie naked and bloodied
On the ground, shaking from
Happiness that almost was.
Maybe that is why those words
Terrify me beyond reason.

I mean you no offense.
I don’t mean to hurt you by
Telling you these absurd reasons.
I cringe and keep my distance,
Waiting for the blow that will leave
Me shattered and naked from those
Three small words, beautiful words,

When all I want to do is crawl
Into your arms and cling to you,
And then cry and weep and sob
Like a child fresh out of the womb;
A child who feels emotional pain
For the first time and weeps
Without shame or remorse

I am not worthy of love.
That is why I feel the pain like knives,
And the beauty filled with grace,
And the terror filled with longing,
All connected by my unworthiness.

Please, do not leave me.
Let me fall into your arms
And cry and weep and sob
Like a child fresh out of the womb.
And hold me and reassure me
That you are telling the truth,
When I cannot halt my disbelief.