My Stupid Heart

Santajah Douglass

My stupid heart, oh how many times you've played me false, So many efforts made, to let you go, to break our bond's thrall. Yet here you are, stubbornly, at my door once more, I remember the pain of forgiving, trying to move on before.

 

But there I was, oh so naive, believing in second chances, Thinking that you'd learned your lesson, wouldn't make the same offenses. But alas, you struck again, and that's when I knew, I had to let go, For this dance of love had turned to a game, where only you could grow.

 

My stupid heart, you haunt me, with memories of our past, A younger, trusting girl, who believed in love, one true and vast. But I've grown, oh I've grown, and now I stand, unbound, untethered, I am the one who's free, the one who has left you in the distance, far-fetched.

 

Oh stupid heart, I tried, I surely did, to let you go, to keep you at bay, To avoid the sting of your arrival, but still, you found your way. But I've learned, oh I've learned, that sometimes love can suffocate, And I must protect myself from the harm that heartache generates.

 

So, goodbye, my foolish heart, I can't let you haunt me anymore, I've moved on, and left you, yes, at the door, where once I let you in before. For I am the one who's free, and I've found my peace, without the pain you'd bring, And I know, oh I know, that my heart, will one day heal, and start to sing.

 

  • Author: Santajah Douglass (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: March 6th, 2025 17:07
  • Category: Unclassified
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