My Heart Belongs To Them.

I have been strong enough, when I needed to be. And gradually, my strength is just dimming, at an alarming rate. One that's making me question why I had to be strong in the first place.
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Back then, people just left and I didn't feel nothing. I was strong, after all nothing stays forever. Back then I didn't understand bonds, my heart wasn't functioning just yet :just beating to make the blood rush. Tears hadn't formed just yet. I didn't understand what losing was. I was still a kid, I didn't even understand what was really happening...i didn't even bother to know what was happening.
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Then I got friends. I got family.
... With every passing day my heart stopped pumping ,not just blood but something different. Something growing inside me day in day out....
.. Importance. Value. I started to understand bit by bit. Then I got too attached to some people, and it was more than just friendship or family......
.. Some left and it hurt me like hell.
Some hurt me ,and somehow I just forgave them and we made up.... Got attached again...
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I hurt some. A few didn't make it back to me, they just walked away. Some forgave me....
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And it's grown in my heart so much that am worried about my people . I freak out when some are sick. I fast for them. Am all about them. The pain I have to bare when they hurting is just unimaginable. Nothing hurts me more than when I know they going through a rough time. ...
. .. They've become my weakness. The one thing I don't seem to forget......
They have a place...
A place deep inside my heart that's there's and there's only .

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.. They are my people.
And am willing to do anything just to make them smile. They hold me down when needed. Lift me up when needed. Light me up all the time. ..
.. They are the reason am so worried bout tomorrow. It's them that I hold dearly. It's them am afraid of loosing.. It's them that I need.
.. . My heart literally belongs to them for they are my people. My weak spot.