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A lonely heart is a broken heart-that was something I knew from the very start.
I met you that day and soon felt much dismay.
You came in and took what belonged only to me, and somehow I knew that I should flee…
Yet I did not embrace or fight it off- these feelings that were new; they were gentle…soft.
Overtime- my feelings, my heart, my soul- became little things I wanted you to own.
It’s simple, it’s true- everything I felt belonged only to you.
Although I was pushed away, my feelings kept growing everyday.
In the end, all I was left with was pain, but my heart knows that love still flows within these veins.
A love of regrets is not one I own, but happiness and sadness is what I now know.
You were worth the laughter and the tears…..and that is why I am grateful-even after all these years…
 0o_Chieko Hisako_o0 · Mon Jun 18, 2012 @ 05:49pm · 0 Comments |
