Why this happens to people with good hearts!
The thought keeps running though your mind, Why is it that your good heart keeps landing in bad hands? Why is your hard love being written off so easily? Why is it that you have so much for them to take, yet they have so little to give? Why is it that your needs aren’t prioritized, yet you prioritize even their wants? A curse, it feels, to have such a loving heart, such a giving soul, such a beautiful love ready to sacrifice anything for the person who looks right in your eyes, That’s the thing... People with good hearts...
I want to...
It’s not that I am not willing to open wide the doors of my heart,it’s the constant battle that I have going on in my soul;the war between my heart and my mind,the fear I’ve harvested from all the bad experiences that are planted in my memories. I want to let my heart roam free and let it pour out all the love it can give,but I’ve been left empty the too many times I’ve done this.Now, I worry about pouring too much,or pouring too little,trying to keep my eyes open so I don’t miss the red when people throw...
Don’t be afraid of this love.
You don’t have to be afraid of this here,you don’t have to be afraid of this love.You don’t have to worry about this smile. There is no homework to do because there is no hard lesson you will be forced to learn.You don’t have to keep that guard up,making sure your heart is always out of reach.You don’t have to be a colder version of yourself, hoping that you will warm up to me.My heart walks on eggshells as well when it sees the possibility of love with someone.It becomes anxious to climb out of the uncertainty and catch a...
She said!
She said, “I don’t even have enough strength to survive another heartbreak. If you plan on doing the breaking, please let me know now.”And my reply was, “I’ve already done enough breaking. I’ve broken up with my past, broke free from my old ways, and only plan on letting the shell over my heart break to let in all the love you have to offer.”
The moment it ended…
There was a certain emptiness in your eyes, and your tongue seemed too heavy for your mouth to carry. Your heart seemed overburdened, skipping beats, trying to align the rhythm with the words you wanted to say. When the strength to move those lips finally found voice, “I don’t think it’s working between us” tumbled out of your mouth. Now the ball was in my court, but I wouldn’t dare any back-and-forth like a tennis match. I knew that the score was love-love, but our personal score keeping was different. There was no need to continue the game because you...
"This is not another fight"
The warrior in her knows how to choose her battles,She has lost enough to know the focus is on the war, The war between choosing herself and choosing someone who eats away her joy and only knows how to conquer her heart with everything but, love. This is not another fight, this her wiping the dust off her feet, letting everything burn into ashes instead of letting herself get burned trying to keep the fire alive. This is not another fight, This is her lungs growing tired of the smoke. This is another fight for you, A fight you will not win with beautiful lies...