Forever: a fragile glass castle built on sand.

Is Love Worth It?"

Love used to feel like butterflies—

light, hopeful, endless.

But now?

It feels like a question I’m too tired to answer.

I gave years, trust, pieces of myself,

only to be left with empty hands

and a heart full of cracks.

You said sorry,

but sorry doesn’t unbreak what’s shattered.

Now, love feels like a joke.

Not the kind that makes you laugh,

but the kind that leaves you numb.

Is it worth the risk?

I don’t know.

Maybe one day,

the butterflies will return.

But for now,

I’ll keep my heart safe—

not because love isn’t worth it,

but because I am.