Saturday, March 20, 2010

Sick of Being Healthy

She radiated at the sound of your voice...
She fell deeply head over heels...
I wonder if you even notice it.

She smiled so sweetly...
and ran into your arm
ready to risk everything...

She was standing there vulnerably,
On her bare feet
protected by nothing but faith
...that you're going to keep her heart
without hurting it...

and here you're now
sitting alone against the empty wall
I wonder what was left there...
Loneliness??
You looked so broken
Phony, in a lonely world...
"Does she live there still?"
You wished.
Memory buoyed you up
Everything turned creepy all of a sudden
and you were cringing...
What had you done???

The bleeding heart in your eyes,
pummeled, crushed...
Was it hers?

-Little E-

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