Im afraid of trusting this heart
It's so weak,
Easily broken
If only I could repair it once again
And then I try to make it new
If only i got
two of them,
So the other one's for you.
If I'd have two hearts,
That would be perfect
One's for me and you
It's your choice if you will break it
Atleast I got two.
I will be left with one,
But that's enough
To love myself just as much
To repair the other heart,
And give it to someone who'll treasure it
As much as I treasure theirs.
So, wanna trade?
YOU ARE READING
Naive Girl
PoetrySitting on the bench Thinking about what we used to be And hopelessly imagining What we could have been Completed.
