Bleeding Paper Hearts

Drawing hearts on my old notebook,
With my own settled on my sleeve,
He's got me captivated with just one look,
I feel the beating in my chest; so naive.
And when he turns and smiles at me,
A fake a smile back at him wishing to be -
The girl he talks about, a picture perfect beauty queen,
Sighing, he says: "The prettiest girl I've ever seen."
And I know she's the kind of beautiful I wish to be,
Wasting away to a mess from senseless ambiguity;
And Honey, I've cried over you, I've cried;
When I said I was happy for you and her, I lied.
Truth is, you are all that I've ever wanted, and -
If you could just see that, reach out and take my hand;
But make your move fast because hearts move on,
One day you'll turn for me, and I'll be long gone.
And maybe tonight if I burn that picture of us from last year,
Standing under the ferris-wheel with that old stuffed deer,
My hand entwined with yours and a smile on my face,
As you held me close and watched me fall from grace;
But I'll shed a tear on this memory for the last time tonight,
And maybe when I close my eyes, I'll be able to sleep right.

You never knew that in an old wooden box painted red,
Is a notebook of all the cute little lines you've ever said,
And a lipstick stain marks an old tattered love note,
"Forever and ever, baby blue eyes," is what you wrote -
Ending each note, with an ex and an oh - I read and cried,
Because I know when you said you loved me, it was a lie.
And here I am, in love with a silly boy, another teenage fool,
Saying good-bye to you and me so I can find myself in this world.

-Jenna Elphick
April 25, 2007