August 11, 2013

Thinking out loud...

What about me says
That I'm not worth the risk
That I'm not long term
That my past is my present
That any misconception you have about me came from me
That I'm interested in doing anything to hurt you

Why is it my heart yearns for those completely unavailable
to care for me the way I care for them?
I have the biggest heart, with the hardest shell.
I don't want to cry anymore.
I don't want to be vulnerable anymore.
I don't want to hurt anymore.
I don't give a damn about what happened before me.
I just want to be happy.
Why is that so much to ask for?

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