Glass heartA Poem by Blank_fortunesI had to leave the house and didn't want to lose it
I don't feel like writing I gave you my Heart.
And once I made that mistake you broke it. You made me feel a certain way and I wrote it. So my purpose is not to repeat the same pattern. My purpose is not to have any rhyme scheme. My plan is to Love you whole heartedly with a clear understanding of how dangerous it is for me. Because I have an understanding that you break things. I just don't know if it is a bad habit or if it makes you feel better. But this works out for me. See I saw a lot a bad growing up so this works out just fine for me. I saw people I Love Die, I saw People I Love leave, I saw people I Love make decisions that would take them away from me. My heart had been broken so many times before you that you wouldn't believe how hard it is to hurt me. I gave you my whole heart, whole heartedly, a second time without hesitation. It wasn't that I didn't remember that you broke it the first time. It was that I did something mentally I put my heart back together no glue just as fragile as could be but with strong glass put together when you drop it. It does the same thing it separates in the same places making it easier for me to put it back together give it to you again so that you could give it to the ground, so that the ground could give it back to me. I am not saying that my heart is glass and she shatters it easily and that I take pieces of glass and put it back together and make another glass heart for me. What I am saying is... I Love her... She hurts me... I Love her, she hurts me.... I Loved her She hurt me... I love her with my guard up she hurts me... I let it burn... I realize she has a tendency... I can't figure out if it's the approach I am taking or if it is something against me. I miss her, I find her, I decide not to take it personally. I tell her I Love her. I Love her. She drops a tear...
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