The edges of my heart Cut my soft fingertips every time I try to put the shards back together Shattered, it struggles to not beat itself into pieces once again Sometimes, It feels as if my heart isn't the only point of origin for the blood Pumping through my veins My lungs Have become nothing but collateral damage from the Razor sharp "I love you's," Their causalness Serrating my gentle, slowing breaths Stopping my heart's beating Every word holding a little less meaning "I love you?" I say back, confusèdly Wondering Exactly what percentage of your heart you think you poured into your words Because I Didn't hear any of it. Cold, Callous sandpaper tongue Licking at the firey feelings of Doubt in my mind Maybe My quieted voice can quench my questions Smother the slivers of vowels lodged in my lungs Trust me when I say you cannot hold in the blood flowing from my wounds By holding My hand. Shorter than I yet Somehow your lies stand taller than my inner knowing truth. Your heart is flawless and filled with youth So you Cannot see the end as being anything other than mutual Like my heart fingers and lungs Are mutually bleeding Sometimes, it is hard to tell which is bleeding more Sometimes, It is hard to tell if I am holding myself together or continuously falling further apart Not like you would know the difference You only ever held me when I didn't need it When I smiled Your mouth was filled with i love yous But when I cried It was never filled with questions Why Did you never try to see through me Or even simply into my eyes I thought you knew I wouldn't let you drown in my tears But Your reluctance to talk about my fears Only shoved my own head under the steadily rising waters of sadness And despair My dear, how did you get so distant? Moons, planets, light years away Your heart May as well have been located in the andromeda galaxy Because i Could never truly reach it Did you really want to become so distant? When I just wanted to reside by your side I guess I'll dont really want to know the reason why Or if it would have even been worth it to try To fix us.
My girlfriend and i broke up. She says it was mutual, but if one person isn't ready for a relationship, and the other is willing to try, is it really mutual?