Hurt

“You don’t deserve to be hurt”

Oh
my dear darling
I promise I know
you’re not the first to say that
and I always have the hope that I’ve met the last

I guess I’m an easy prey
and being a target is not so scary anymore
I know how it feels
I know how to deal

Hurt me
it’s okay
I’m consenting it

Show me how love should feel like
or let me see how strong I can be

Call me a masochist
because I know
because I’ve been warned more times that I’ve been hurt
but I keep taking risks

Don’t get me wrong I’m afraid to get hurt
but I’m more afraid of losing my humanity
of losing my hope in love
because the only reason I believe in it
is because of myself