Love Has Its Limits..

I’m suppose to be able to tell you the truth, regardless of the outcome because  you love me.

Love has its limits.

If you knew, it’d break you; tear us to shreds.

It’d feel as if I grabbed your heart, threw it in the microwave and watched it explode.

It hurts.

Understand I keep “it” locked away so that it doesn’t attack you.

It tends to bite hard, leaving a scar that no foundation can cover.

So why write this, knowing this only breaks the lock and unleashes “it”; too stubborn to tell you because I swore to myself the truth won’t set me free.

Love has its limits.

I cut the limit at hurting you, I’d rather bleed to death.


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