Life's changing all the time, but when it stays the same it makes me wanna scream, it burns through my heart in the worst way; I wish I didnt turn twenty-two, I just wanna stay as I am, but who is that exactly? I fear wrinkles and I fear turning thirty, I fear being older still than I can allow my mind to fathom and never having a family, even though I know its not what I'm meant for. I'm scared of being alone, but when you reach for my hand it makes me wanna scream, it burns through my heart in the worst way; part of me can't help but wish you never let go.
When my parents divorced and never spoke again, I wondered if that's all love is - memories burned and lost to time, but you still have that hole where your heart once was, you touch it sometimes and wonder why life is always changing.
And now I'm twenty-three and my mother always calls, I still don't see the point in picking up the phone, but I do, yes I do. You always ask me how I am and I try to tell you questions like that burn through my heart, but the words cant form. You take my hand and kiss it gently, there's a fire in my heart but I don't mind, no I don't mind.
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nothing else but my heart's desire [COLLECTION] | FINISHED
PoetryMATURE THEMES THROUGHOUT. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED. A collection of words (poetry and prose) my heart wishes to say, but has not found the courage to do do. [FINISHED]
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