weeping hearts fill to the brim with love, bits of happiness seeping out of the cracks constant shadows pushing my head down but his presence shoves them away im not good enough for him, they say but i can still hope anyway i wish my heart was good enough for him but im damaged goods he deserves better, they say i agree wholeheartedly but my heart still beats fast my eyes cant look away and i stay away because i couldnt touch someone like that