You ask me to give you my heart,
to only find a space empty no
beating from my chest, I tell you
it was given to others but it was
bruised and torn.

So I did what I must, I hide it from
others so not to feel pain that others
give when they depart. I can tell you
I love you, I say it in words and letters
but never will I again say it from the
heart.

For now it is hidden from everyone
to view, tucked way from those that
would do it harm even you. I can say
I love you, but it will never come from the heart.