Only human

Everything that I thought love was, ended up to mean, push me to the point where you force me to love myself.

Over time I’ve become human.

Not an idea or a sentiment or a dream of a perfect world. Not a girl looking out my window wondering if they would ever let me be a part of their games. I’ve created worlds that were taken out of my hands.

The gods create, and I’m only human.

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