Feelings On Paper

Guts

somewhere in my stomach,
i buried it all.

the sadness of you leaving,
the anger of your reasoning,
and the love i felt.

i gave you my everything,
not just the love,
but the guts of it all.

the lust that came with love,
the anger that came with jealousy,
the sadness that came with opportunity,
and the knowledge that came with honesty.

my future was yours,
until it wasn't anymore.

i became who you were before me,
nonchalant and uncaring,
not a bother in the world,
and it all made sense.

you had given your guts to someone else,
and when you met me,
you weren't ready to get gutted again,
so you had an air of apathy surrounding you.

now i recollect my guts,
as they keep slipping from all the blood,
guarding them like you had before.

when the time comes to be gutted again,
i will be just as you were,
think as your small, bloody brain would,
till i become gutless myself.