There was a time
when this heart
was captivated
by his love
but it turned
when I got hurt
the knife just cut
too deeply
I couldn't come back
not the same way
as all those times before
No, my heart couldn't
go for another ride
without the possibility
of a final outcome
of being in his arms
It just wasn't me
that he wanted there
I wasn't the one for him
no matter how much
he was the one for me
So I walked away humbly
and cried to myself for weeks
until I finally broke free
Now I'm just me with me
and it feels good to just be
What Else To Do?
Weep it out - then get up and find a hankerchief. Life is better when dry - good write, plain: ~(:D)-
Dry
Funny, my eyes seem to well up a lot. Kinda like when its happy thoughts that bring the tears. But then I end up having to blow my nose too. Okay, you're right, better when dry.
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