Conditionally

I used to love unconditionally.

I used to care unconditionally.

I used to make people happy unconditionally.

But,

why do people keep giving me reasons

to love with conditions

to care with conditions

to make people happy with conditions.

I loved fixing things. Especially a real broken one. Especially a human being.

Too immersed in fixing others, I forgot that I’m a human. Never realised that I need it too. To be fixed.

Sadly, I never realised that there was no one there..to fix me. Just realize that there was never someone there.Never.

This is my battle. I am my own soldiers. I am my own fixer.

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