my heart is filled with open windows,
i think.
everyone tells me
i will get over you
i will get past the
pain. that i'll realise
how you've hurt me
and i'll slowly
heal in time.
but that's just it.
that's just
the problem.
everything
between us,
from the sparks,
to the love,
everything
we shared,
it was all
so genuine,
so sincere.
you have never hurt me,
you have never done me wrong,
you have never upset me.
can't you see?
can't they see?
i can't hate you.
i can be upset
and heartbroken
all i want, but
in my heart,
i will always have
a soft, welcoming
spot for you.
no matter what,
i will always take
you in with open
arms. because i
care too damn much.
my heart's doors have been blown to pieces,
i know.
n° 151
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Poetrys t a r s ❝magic tumbled from her pretty lips and when she spoke the language of the universe-the stars sighed in unison.❞ -michael faudet highest ranking n° 9 in thepeopleofsociety | 23 june 2018 n° 2 in intellectual | 30 july 2018 n° 1 in incon...
