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you walk. taking steps away from one heartbreak straight into the arms of the next. close your eyes, just jump. what's the worst that could happen? another bruise. another scrape. after a while you begin to think that boys only possess the ability to harm. to hurt you. to break you. you forget that there are some out there who can make you smile. we build these lives adding and removing people from the tapestry almost on a daily basis. why let in someone new? the old ones have hurt you enough. who needs that?

someone new passes by. your arm instinctively raises in an attempt to stop them. don't let this one slip through your hands. after the last one, you didn't think you'd get an opportunity like this again. in spite of all the damage that you've done, you see some sun coming up over the horizon. are you going to jump? or just stay safely tucked away. away from harm. away from the possibility of failure? but there's also the possibility of greatness. this might be the one that helps you remember how to smile. haunted by the past. fearful of the future. the present? good question.