Finally...
I got ,
The grasp,
Back on,
My heart.

I let,
All the feelings,
Out.
To,
The cause,
Of,
My confused heart.

Unforseen,
Difficulties,
Were faced.
But I came,
Better out,
In the end.

For Love,
Is,
Not,
For,
The faint hearted.

Moving forward...
Is all solution...
Currently...

Listen to
your inner voice
It’s the only one
that matters

There's a tin in my kitchen with your name on it and I cannot touch it with my bare hands because it's salt, and I am open wounds.

the more i let myself go
the more i pull back,
the more courage built
the more fear fed,
the more i give
the more i grieve
the more emotions involved
the more thoughts escape,
the more i know
the less i want to know.

I have a desperate need
to be away from here
but if I cannot be with you
there is nowhere to go

nothing hurts me
like your pain