That it will always be this
That it will always be me
Trying to patch things us
I’m all out of thread
There’s not enough stitches
To mend this heart
But here I am
Trying to make things right
How could you see knee deep
And not give me a hand to stand up beside you
I’m nervous to try this again
I’m tired to see what will be of our mistakes
We left the ashes where they were
And somehow they still find a way to light back up
Why do we punish ourselves in agony?
Just to want to take a deep breath
Away from each other
Most of the times
I think of
A better life without you
But how can me be without you
Nothing makes sense without you
And it was never written to be this way
So I will take the invisible ink and force my hand
I crossed my heart a thousand times
And still I pray for you
I pray that this was all worth it.
This poem is truly beautiful.
The heart wants what it wants. At times it may justify second chances. And other times choosing again the one who hurt us, is a worse experience than before.
Lovely poem 💚
Thank you so much. You summarized the meaning perfectly