People come and go. You win some and you lose some.                                                  That’s what we’re taught, right? 
You can't win `em all. Not everyone stays... 
And that’s okay. 
But if you’re not going to stay, I’d rather you leave me alone altogether. 
I don’t need my heart dragged through any more pain than it already has been. 
I know it was long ago, but in many ways it's still a fresh wound   
That is trying to heal only to be torn open again. 
 
Push and pull. Give and take. 
I always gave more than I took. 
Fearing if I took too much, I’d become someone, something, that I’m not.  
But no. That’s not the truth.  
The truth is that I worried too much about when you would leave. 
I didn’t want you to be empty if you left. 
So, I gave more than I took. 
I was so sure that I could fill myself back up. 
That way, you wouldn’t need to do it for me. 
That’s why I gave more than I took. 
 
People come and people go. 
The more people that left, the less I revealed to others. 
I watched them go, one by one. 
And saw my reflection in their eyes as they went; 
One by one, I watched myself begin to close the door to that part of myself, 
Hiding it from everyone around me. 
 No longer did I let them in. 
“No.” I would tell my heart. 
“You are not to trust anyone, until I am certain of them; 
And even then, you must guard yourself.” 
“Tell them what they want to hear and nothing else.” 
 
“Give them just enough to satisfy their curiosity;  
Just enough so that they believe they know you inside and out.” 
Because I watched, one by one as they left and shut the door firmly behind them                    as they went. 
People come and people go. No one stays forever.