Cry in the darkness

I cry out in the darkness,
“Don’t hurt me again,”
and while I don’t know what I was expecting,
the silence that greets my wish,
well, it’s a wall to my stride.
Where will this go?
Are you already planning to hurt me again?
Are you actually wanting to be with me,
this time?
But most importantly,
Will I regret this later?
Yes.
One hundred percent, yes.

I deserve more, but why do I come back to you?
“You’re my kryponyte, is too easy as an answer.”
But the way you look at me,
There’s something there,
But why can’t you admit it?

I cry out in the darkness,
one simple request:
“don’t hurt me…again.”