No matter what I do
My heart is shattered into two.
I love,
I care,
I show honesty,
But they all are selfish.
They throw me away like I'm a disposable pet fish.
Don't they know how raw I am?
How some minuscule action can affect my heart?
I become so devoted to a being once they've found a place in my heart—I cannot shake them.
It's like I'm a fish stuck on their hook, because when they always throw me the bait,
I never seem to hesitate.
Every time, I know it ends the same—
With my heart snagged and undoubtfully broken.
You think this would awaken me?
No, because I already am awoken.
Every one else just misses the real 'bait.'
Though I may never not hesitate,
I wish they wouldn't desolate me.
In time, I may turn up in the sea—
With eyes never failing to stay open,
And heart beat, well...broken.
