It is hard to disappoint me
I have no expectations
I don’t expect your love
I don’t expect your obligations
All I ask is
Don’t fuck with my head
Don’t give me false hope
Just leave a broken heart dead
Nyx
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Words From The Borderline 
… some familiar thoughts in this one!
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Beautiful poem Nyx as always, again I do really love this one, speaks to me.
Know the feeling being hurt, keeping there, wanting to leave, when trying be asked to stay, it hurts. Even happened just like 30 mins ago and keeps happening.
Much love!
NiceGuy
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Thank you. I hope it gets better for you.
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No more games… the only happiness I’ve ever found in relationships has been after I convinced the other person to disarm all of the social toys. To move toward unity rather than love, even if only for a time. Cooperation, not competition… we have our time in the sun and then… nyx ; )
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Yeah games are stupid buddy
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❤️
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Some especially powerful ones tonight Nyx, beautiful!
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Thank you Mac. That means a lot.
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