This new feeling, where my bones are weak and tears depict
how sad and rigid my inner self feels indeed.
This new feeling that puts me to sleep with aches and weighs my heart with bitterness
This new feeling came with this new being,
where trust and love evolved in a period of ….weeks.
Where words exchanged were more vivid that the actions in place.
This new feeling was thought to be love,
Love was never this new feeling cause love overcomes this feelings
Love was stronger and ….love does not break your heart to
pieces , and yet still shatters those pieces.
Love was NOT this new feeling.
Where he who swears to always care, denies his words
to somehow validate his excuse for “unintentionally” hurting you.
So I ask …..how many times can you unintentionally hurt me?
Choose I the act of putting my heart in the hands of someone who….
Somehow always never knows when they’d drop it
I could have made better choices when the walls sang to me “Move on Queen, move on”
When my own heart said “I don’t feel safe”…I still let you hold it.