[title cont: ...Heart.] The Series of People Who Destroyed Me and the Gaps They Left in My Heart.
All I wanted was bittersweet poetry and someone stronger than me
so I could know what it felt like to fall to pieces on the alter of
a love more steady than the beat of our heart.
All I wanted was a place to put down my bags
and a room on the second floor of your soul that wouldn’t be rearranged every time I returned home.
Something feels wrong when you have to comfort your therapist
because the truth sounds a lot like suicide to someone less dark than we.
Something feels wrong when she is an idiot
and you’re pretending to be happy. Even worse if you actually are happy.
And I picked her apart and made a long list of reasons to hate her
the first reason obviously that she has
your undivided attention.
your undivided pretension.
Something feels wrong when to tell the truth means scaring the ones you love.
But only you understood that.
And now you’re having conversations with other hearts less apt to deal with the shadows on your walls.
And I am laughing and loving and trying my hardest to feel something
for someone, anyone, anything, anywhere but you.
Created: Jul 05, 2010Document Media