Her heart was captured in the snare of unrequited love
It started out with a little girl’s crush.
He was rude, and closed off to her
so the answer given to her by all
was that he liked her.
Odd…
So she started the fire up.

Middle school came up with curiosity.
Puberty was laid on the young girl,
but he was experiencing the unfair rules of life and breaking.
They became close hearts when nobody was watching.
But the fear of being isolated ran through his blood
Just enough to not want to be seen with the tom boy.
Her heart was understanding
so she watched him from a distance,
and always stood behind him to break his falls.
Because she loved him.

Years of high school followed them.
The caterpillar grew to a butterfly.
Excitement of newly sprung love brought pain.
He allowed her to be by his side,
but didn’t turn his head to watch her.
She became familiar with the peace of death.
Tears were hidden, and broken bones were scattered in a hurry to hide them.
He didn’t watch her.
She watched him.
Calming his quick breaths with a warm embrace in the absence of hers.
His eyes didn’t see her saving him,
but she didn’t care…
Because she loved him.

The times of adulthood sulked in.
Sinking was the obvious answer to him,
but her heart was big enough for the both of them… for the time being.
She knew he was in the arms of another.
The eyes of a woman can see all lies if they allow themselves
Watching him torn down by that doll filled her with anger,
but she kept her tongue to stay by his side… as a mere friend.
Because she loved him.

A third corner was brought into the light.
For once someone took interest in her sold heart.
The one person who could have stopped her from the closing in pain
encouraged her.
Her smile became a mask of disappointment.
She left his side silently
still holding her sold heart out on her sleeves.
Because she loved him.

The wine ripened,
and his eyes were opened.
Meals that were always prepared for him seemed to disappear.
Encouraging conversations went missing.
He looked to the current woman
but didn’t feel the same.
They were little things
but most of those small acts made up his life.
Puzzle pieces were lost
So he decided to watch her
because he realized…

Bruises grew with each hit
He sank because of the absence.
Looking at her fall into a heart of another broke him
The want of confession laid heavily over
But he couldn’t conjure
So instead the anger came out on the third corner
He wanted to hate him,
but after seeing her ear to ear smile
the urge left him.
She was happy for once
The need to look after someone who never looked at you
was lifted off of her shoulders,
and she looked honestly happy
So with pain
he decided to let her go
because he loved her.

Tear down my walls.
Make me fall
Fall
but into your arms of safety
Don’t hesitate like the others did
Carry me away from my
addicting misery
that I write about in my everyday life

Bring me the gift of happiness
and show me how to use it
Teach me how to dance
knowing no one is watching my flaws.
Hold my hand when people are looking at me
with their judgemental eyes
Help me conquer not only my small enclosed world
but the reality of life
I know…
I know that your forces can knock down
my tower of hell
because it’s your force that I want
to wake me up

Shall we cry?
Cry until every tear of fear drips away
Shall we smile?
until our lips tremble with excitement
Shall we ignore?
till all the judgmental eyes
find it tiredly annoying to watch us to our core of flaws
Shall we run?
so far that we could almost touch the sun fading on the horizon
Shall we sing?
with every breath so that our lungs cry out for the precious gift of life
Shall we love?
carrying each other’s heavy hearts with true love hanging at the tips of our lips
Shall we scream?
Scream until we start laughing at our foolish outbreaks
Shall we dance?
With our feelings lingering with our swings
Shall we dream?
Allowing our minds to exceed emotions higher than substituted drugs
Shall we charge?
Head on into society’s lies
Shall we try?
Try to make a difference in someone’s cold life
Fix broken legs
so that they can stand to lift you up
Shall we?

I see frozen blooms.
I see the peak of light,
struggling to break through the grasps of the leaves.
I see thick fog
heavily coated with bitterness.
No chance did they have anyways
For they were shriveled from the start.

I see gardeners shaping the flowers
into what is wanted up them.
Expectations held high, and dreams kept low.
I see false hope making its way
into the heart.
Filling it with agony, and pain.
It could be stopped,
But she wants to see.

I see waves made into ripples
as petals fall.
I see flowers springing to life full of color,
but they are not his.
A single bloom sitting still in time,
unable to move forward.

I see pure white snowflakes melting
before they had the chance to dance with the wind.
I see a path that has already been walked
and an escape for the next.
As if it was prepared for the following.
For she always had one foot in
and one foot out.
Waiting would only bring more pain.
But she took her chances
because she wants to see.