I wish your name wasn't etched in my heart so deep.
Maybe then I could love another.
But I can't.
No one hold me the way you do, like if you were to let go, I would fall apart.
No one looks at me like you do, like I was a child that finally learned how to multiply, so proud, full of love.
No one talks to me the way you do, yes you make sure your words are kind laced with compassion , but at the same time , stern , you make sure you tell me the truth even if it may hurt at first because you know I need to hear it.
No one on this earth could love me the way you do.
And honestly , I don't think I want anyone else to love me the way you do.
So I will nourish the scar of your name on my heart forever.
In hope you will come back and my name can be etched in yours.
YOU ARE READING
My bleeding heart
PoetryI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
