When you come into contact with someone,
who steals your heart, breaks it, but you know deep inside that the very person who broke your
heart is the only one who can put the pieces back.
What do you do?
When things go wary you
then notice how a person's existence can be so important. How the faint scent of them can make
you smile. Or the words they've said can comfort your wounds. Or even the lingering memories
can produce tears, tearing at your heart, piece by piece. No matter how many rubies drip from
your skin or how many tears they fail to catch, your
heart will never let go. You become one with the pain, you become numb.
And when he walks into the
room, even if he was just there two minutes ago, my heart skips a beat. Because I love him. Because
the bond I share with him cannot be severed so easily, if it ever even can.
When you give a piece of your life
to someone there's no going back. And if that person happens to take your heart, with them forever it will
remain. Your dreams become theirs and you know inside they won't come true without them. Faith is
what gets me through the day, through the night. It never leaves me, and even though I always have it, I need strength to fight with this pain. I need strength to bear these burdens, to become one with you.
I know that I love you because the moments I am not with you, my heart is so weak. My desires
grow so strong and I yearn for your comfort, for your laughter, for your smile.
If that sounds wrong then
I'm not sure what is right because the pain dwelling in my chest never ceases and it's because of you.
Because you haven't fixed it yet, only you can, only you. How many times must I tell you, it's only you..
