The feeling you get when your rejected
is not something you want to feel
But in the end sometimes
we get told no

Here you think "I'm good for them."
"I can make them feel better then before."
But sometimes...its not like that

And yet here we are
Our hearts crushed to
a million pieces
And we are picking them up
One
By
One
Until its all back together

Though for some of us
We wear our hearts on your sleeves
And we get hurt
Again
and
Again
And we cry our hearts out
until it eases our pain

Or we hide ourselves and
We lose that experience of love
and we are blinded

But its something that has
to be done