true me

The closer they get to me,
All of them,
It scares me.
I know they left.
But I look back on the memories,
What happened,
What could've been,
Everything.
I reflect on my past.
I learn from my mistakes.
I don't dare let anyone truly know me.
Why?
They don't need to know.
They left.
And I am the one that decides who gets to see the true me.

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