I try to think of fancy ways to speak of ways my heart feels.
It’s all in vain because this pain speaks words I can’t express.
I told myself my heart would not love. There is no way I can.
Protecting my heart is number one, so I don’t bother with love.
I escape my hurt by masking it deep within myself.
This is not healthy I know, but what is one to do,
When he can not run away from the feelings he holds inside.
It’s true that love is a great thing, and at certain times I confess,
My heart does love in spite of the hold I try to keep on it.
In spite of the world may say, true love is hard to find.
Let the heart not love is what I say.
In doing this, you will keep yourself from harm.
Good luck in doing this though, the heart seems to have a mind of its own.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
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