The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do?

It wasn’t letting you go.

That was difficult though, to swallow my pride and wear a smile to hide the fact I’m not okay.

Oh no, the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do? Was finally admit to myself the truth.

It was admitting that you were never mine to begin with.

there are words
hidden in trees
and growing in flowers.
there are words
between people's lips
and in songs being carried
by the summer breeze.
there are words
on our fingertips
and lingering in our ears.
there are words
left unspoken
and there are some
that were spoken
all too quickly.
there are words
in our body  
and in everything
that is alive.
because life is
a combination of words
and we're just trying
to make them rhyme.

A heart like mine.. is a tune I play in my head, for I try to protect it's every beat cause every day it's grows weak. A couple years have gone by after gluing back the piece's of it been broken well more Like torn apart. I hid from all life's obstacles cause I knew it couldn't take what was truly out in the world before me. Staying hidden for so long caused my heart to grow cold as ice. For if I felt I bit of excitement I would have to wind it or my life span would just stop. It's said when you've grown so cold that love would be the death of you. So I put up this barrier and treated others as if they had no true meaning to them. My nights grew long and dark just like I enjoyed it but still it was a part of me that longed for someone to just hold me... So  I watched you for a while not sure if you noticed me back. But once my attempts became unnoticed.. I walked away with not even a simple glimpse. You finally approached me with a goofy way of saying hello. Intrigued me with conversation which most lacked and was lost. You won me over eventually and my heart became a warm thump in my chest. For I knew I was alive again cause at first.. I just felt death. I loved you with my all. I loved you with my soul. To only have it ripped out by the man who actually made me whole.. the heart I once began to feel beat again is breaking apart from my soul. And only one more tear will end it all for my heart has once again grown weak and cold.. and no need to wind the clock cause that too has gotten old..