Made to be liked

I was made to like and not love

I was made to admire from afar

To have silly crushes on and get wrapt up in daydreams

I was made to tell funny stories to

To laugh and joke

To read the introduction of but never quite grasp the full story

I was made to dance with in fields and stare up at the stars

To hold tight at night and then leave by the morning

But, I was not made to love

I was not made to be opened up

Each line and crack examined fully

I was not made to break down my walls

To unravel myself, soul naked and exposed

I was made needing constant reassurance to keep me going

Full of anxiety and anger, inevitable and ever growing

I was made small and scared hidden behind a mask so strong not many people know it is there

I was made to like and not love

Because once I am loved I can no longer be liked