dear diary

For my heart doesn’t understand why I should take him back. Does one love when the one they loved has hurt them? Do you give a killer a knife if he says he shall kill you? By which do I owe them though?...a knife or my heart? For it seems as though I have given him both my heart and a knife to stab it with. My heart is concerned with getting hurt once again for I know he might love another and is just using me as a lover. For I hold myself accountable as I punish my heart for sure by saying that I shall allow him to open my heart once again. For I do not wish to punish my heart, but yet I know this is not a punishment…but a death sentence for my love