Heart Out

The depths of my heart in a moment that is shaken. My broken heart en my heavy eyes. I had denied myself a love because I broke up with my first true love years ago, en now he his gone forever; for death has taken him as a companion. I am living, en I mourn to the dictates en decision I had taken four years ago: February 9, 2012. I couldn't understand our differences en even if it was I who yearned en made the break up, every year you kept insisting we get back together, I was still in love, yet I was broken inside because you never asked me why I left, nor ever seem to want to listen to reason. I was of thoughts en you were of actions. I was so shy en you were free. I was lame to freeing myself, you were democratic to living yourself. Despite all of this, you always came back for what you wanted, it seems all this while it was I who found it so hard to swallow my pain.