I’m afraid of hurting you but
I need to to know that this is mercy
You look at me like a promise
I know I’ll break easily
Your hands don’t shake as you
Offer your heart to me
I carry it like a borrowed coat
Always returning it amid your protests


I cannot be yours
My heart has already been claimed
Marked with his seal and I am
Drawn back to him always
Even when you try to reach me
So forgive me for returning your heart
It isn’t about you, it’s me
I gave away my heart before we even met

By Grande

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