Woven Strings

hanging

Quite a weird way to have told you 

That you've held my heart for so long.

There's been so much happening,

I hate being in this place.

I don't understand how being nice,

It's always perceived to be wrong. 

I was just being polite and honest,

But, he saw me as naive.

He saw an easy prey,

With his predator eyes, looking deep.

I only shared my feelings for you,

He took it all, as the bait.

He tugged at my vulnerability,

And viciously told me he'd never allow 'us' to happen. 

He wanted to capture me, 

And make me his.

But, he doesn't know

I've given myself to you, long ago.

You have had my heart for so long,

I don't feel it's absence anymore.

Although, anxious I am,

To know what you feel.

To know if you would trust me,

With your heart in my hands.

And, you know now,

How much I love you.

You've left me hanging to wonder,

What you feel for me.

I see no changes, 

It's like you already knew.

It is as if you've long mastered,

Being the owner of my heart.

Agonizingly, I wait, I wait,

For you to understand.

To understand what you must do,

And what you feel inside you.

If you trust my void enough,

To rest yourself in it.

Whether you have the courage,

To dive into this deep sea of emotions.

Don't worry now, darling,

I don't know either.

Yet, I have trusted you,

Never knowing how to swim.

I'd not let anything hurt you,

As long as you live in my senses.

Oh, but please do tell me,

When you make that leap.

Since, I have been hanging,

By the thread of hope.

I have been waiting,

For your heart to find mine.

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17th February'20

©AmyParkins