My Heart's On My Sleeve...

JustCallMeCe

My Heart's On My Sleeve...

No matter how much I try and cover it

My heart runs wild when I see you

My heart beats fast when I'm near you

Your Eyes...Your Smile...Your way with words...

It enchants me so

You made me feel things I thought I couldn't feel

You made me do things I thought I would never do

You made me love again...

You made me feel again...

 You made me feel alive...

But...that all changed.

My heart felt dull and subdued...

My heart was beating so quietly, I thought it stopped...

Your eyes weren't as loving as before

The smile I once thought beautiful turn beastly

Your words once brought me joy...only brings me pain

I ended up hurting myself over...and over...and over

Me thinking that it would change anything

Me thinking that it would distract me from the pain you brought

But all it left was a reminder of the pain you caused...

You made me feel hate again...

You made me build up a wall I once tore down for you...

You made me feel EMPTY,HURT,ALONE...

But yet, through it all,...I still love you...

I still want to push through

I still want to try 

No matter how much it hurts!

I need it...I want it...I want you 

Near me

You may push me away or say harsh things 

But I'll still love you...I'll still be here 

My heart's on my sleeve 

No matter how much I try and cover it.

 

  

 

  • Author: CeDawn (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 11th, 2017 21:35
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 21
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  • Nicholas Browning

    So much love going on today. Is there a holiday I didn't hear about? Well you keep on loving. Even if it hurts. It'll get through, one way or another! Happy writing.

    • Nicholas Browning

      Welcome welcome welcome! We're all a bunch of crazy guys like literature~ woot woot

    • burning-embers

      Lots of pain in your work. Us old gits will tell you the pain subsides, and it does, but you have to find your own way through it. It would be really good to read about, you finding your way through, on here.



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