Grave

I used to be a person who loved connection

But after it all I find it hard to even understand affection

When you give good to all time and time again
It can change when you only find yourself in needing of a mend

They say our expectations are what disappoint us
But when those we least expected to turn… - it truly cuts

I hope the day comes where I am met with joy and not dismay
Because healing my wounds from others have taken a lot of my life away

All of us deserve to be appreciated in a way that doesn’t make love feel like a grave
Until that day comes I will continue learning from all who took from what I gave