Penny for a Poem

My Bare Heart

In quiet moments, your heart was safe in my hands, cradled tenderly as love's sweet romance expands. 
Yet shadows lingered, whispers of doubt, while you carved your path, I watched it play out. 
I held your dreams like fragile glass, believing in forever, in a love meant to last. 
But the winds of change blew cold and rough, and the truth found a way to be painfully tough. 
With every promise, every shared glance, I thought we were dancing, lost in our chance. 
Yet in the stillness, beneath the façade, a storm brewed quietly, a truth that felt flawed. 
Your heart was safe, while mine lay bare, as you unspooled love with a careless air. 
You painted bright futures, then turned away, leaving shards of affection where our laughter used to play. 
So here I stand, in the ruins we've made, a tapestry of memories, unraveling in shade. 
But know this, dear heart, though hurt runs deep, In the shadows of sorrow, new dreams still creep. 
For safety is fleeting, yet hope endures, In the depths of despair, resilience ensures. 
The pieces may scatter, but someday they'll mend, and I'll rise from this heartache, ready to send, love once again, with wisdom anew, for even in heartbreak, the heart finds its cue. 
So cherish the moments, both bitter and sweet, for in every ending, new beginnings greet.