My Beating Heart

My Beating Heart ~

I gave you my heart, handed it to you without concern, without even questioning your intentions or finding reasonable doubt in your words. You had no resistance taking it, no questions ask, you gladly took it and said you would hold it for a lifetime of love and nutriment. You begged for attention, when it got distracted or selfish, you would just remind it when it was being too compulsive, knowing that was not its intention at all. I begged for you to hold it gently and kind, you said it would be yours until the end of time. You always looked for a safe place to keep it propped and secure, you seemed to give it great attention, more than anything else in your world.

You would caress it with gently thought. You would talk to it like it was your own, no matter what. You held it with pride and would shout to the world; this is the heart I love so dear. You held it up for everyone to see, you were addicted to it and could bare it no harm, just glee. You would say the things it needed most to hear; you kept it in a warm place, your sanctuary of endless love, where most people would fear.

But time started to shift, a rift you might say, your interests were not what you wished, anymore for the day. You became incredible addicted to changing how my heart felt. You wanted to defeat it and find some reason why it works in the strange ways it does. You always felt it was not good enough, you always wanted to have more, rather than what it could only bare. You decided to look for another heart to compare, you decided that if you did that, you would understand and be able to repair. You tempted several means, you choosed a path that wasn’t me and quickly you lost grip on what you had.

You kept pushing and pushing for answers of why, but sadly you broke it and the glue wouldn’t comply. You tired to repair it, with all sort of words and means, but in the end, there was no fixing it, it was shattered without repair.

You thought by giving charismatic words to it would make the glue stick, you thought telling it what you thought it wanted was the easy fix. You never took time to understand why, why now, why then; you kept on trying but in the end, it just would sit and be non compliant with your lies. Needless to say, you broke it each and every day when you decided to not pay attend it anymore. You walked away, thinking it would be there another day, when you had finished with your fun and games.

You had your chance, you had it all wrapped up in the palm of your hands, but you threw it out, thinking that in time it would come around, but sadly your mistaken, you no longer have control of what my pounding heart may hold. You lost your way to another day and now you’re alone in your search for answers.

Take this lesson wisely, you never know when temptation may arise, and when it does, you may want to run because you might loose more than you could imagine.

So when you decide to crawl back and want another chance, remember how you had the world in your hands. Hearts are not be tampered with, no action or word can stand alone when a heart feels betrayed and alone.


PkS 2005 ©