and waited
and waited.

And slowly,
he melted away with
time,
like how
acid
eats away
the living flesh of
his heart.

while you were sleeping,
I built a wall
around you.
With tears from
my eyes,
with the ache from
my heart,
with the words stuck in
my throat.
For I couldn't protect you
in real life,
so I guess
protecting you in your dreams
was the next best thing I
could do.

Just like how
you can only be in
my dreams.

And can never be
with me in
real life.

and suddenly, I realised
I've sunk
so deep in this
Pool of Uncertainty,
I won't see the surface, ever
again.

                                                                                                      For it's not
                                                                                                      "I like you"
                                                                                                      but
                                                                                                      "I like you,
                                                                                                      too"
                                                                                                      that mattered.

When Autumn colours your faded embrace
Leaves paper dry as your skin
When eyes peep from bags of flesh
See not what's in front of them
Will you look back and remember me then?
Will your heart fill with love and regret?
Cos you're blinded now by your fear and your guilt
You threaten to lose and reject
And someone wise once told me its not about blood but the love that we share
And I know my tie to you may be lost: there's no holding onto what is not there
And I know you can't see it all clearly but that does not mean that it is all false
I wish you would look in for the truth is in our, it's in our souls
When my Spring blossoms a gift
Birds and bees sending forth sweet song
When a glow from within enlightens
Would we still not have righted this wrong?
Will they ask where you have gone now?
Will my words speak of love and of sorrow?
Cos I'd be missing you then
You're someone they'd want to know
And someone wise once told me its not about blood but the love that we share
And I know my tie to you may be lost: there's no holding onto what is not there
And I know you can't see it all clearly but that does not mean that it is all false
I wish you would look in for the truth is in our, it's in our souls
-- it's not about blood but the love that we share
-- it's not about blood but the love that we share

It's not going to be... From this point, it's over.

After the pain her tears became so much that it flooded her heart cutting off the outside world. The only way to cross is by boat or when the water freezes. But the journey is still treacherous.

Those who tried swimming drowned. Before you can get to her heart you have to pass a ghost town. The sound of an old clock tower can be heard in the background.

He passed a wishing well which ran out of wishes for her to love or forgive him. The picture looks grim for him. A long widening road that runs through all the abandoned places in her heart.

Walking past that old abandoned theme park where I bought her a gift. From atop the old ferris wheel you can still see her hearts mansion. That she won't forgive me I couldn't have imagined.

The field that is on the way to her hearts front gate is covered in pink and purple flowers. When he arrives at the front gate he sees the sun shining on an empty mansion. The one part is still standing and the other part is falling apart, what he sees is just sad a decaying mansion.

On the outside its surrounded by thick brick walls. The silence is blocked out by the wolfs calls. The only way to gain access is to pass a huge iron gate that seems to have no key.

The other side is completely surrounded by a steel fence. To protect her heart it make sense. That entrance is blocked by a huge iron gate. Still hanging on the gate is her name plate.

There are warning sings on both sides of the gate. No one wants to buy the mansion even though it has a for sale sign in front of the gate. On the front gate there's a warning sign which reads warning keep out.

Plants have grown so thick that the mansion is completely covered. The mansion looks completely undiscovered. The grass in front of the mansion isn't cut so its waist deep.

The gate might be open but the place doesn't look inviting. A passage of trees leads to the front entrance. Memories of her seem relentless.

Plants has grown in front of the front door blocking the way to her heart. I had to clear the it, I needed to gain access to her heart. The wooden veranda has started breaking because of wear and tear.

A front door that hasn't opened in centuries. I had to see her so I broke it down with one of those huge trees. When I finally came inside I saw a big mansion with a lot of empty rooms.

I needed to be careful. There's an empty hallway and a lonely staircase that leads to the next level. On the ground floor there's an abandoned study where I used to write her all my poetry.

On the second floor there are different rooms. There's a forgotten room, the next room is flooded and it filled completely with water. The other rooms are filled with plants, snow, dust, sand and there's a room with a lonely tree growing inside of it.

The floors of one of the rooms has fallen in representing what pain and rejection does to the heart. Because of all the pain her heart fell apart. The one room has mos on the floor and the bed with the paint coming off the walls and the roof is broken.

An old room with an abandoned piano. At certain parts of the day the piano can still be heard. An abandoned fire place to keep her heart warm so it doesn't turn cold.

Connected to a long hallway which has been decaying over the years. One of the doors to one of the rooms have fallen off. Her hearts power has been completely cut off.

The third level is inaccessible because the stairs are completely broken and the floor has fallen in. I walked through the whole mansion but I never found her. I found a letter in an old mailbox telling me that I should forget about her. ©M.P.Jacobs

At first sight/
I fell in love
and I knew that
something wasn't right./
The temptation to stare
was hard to fight/
and thoughts of her
made it hard to sleep at night./
How gracefully she
walks the earth's crust
floods my mind like
New Orleans when the levees broke./
Leaving me up late
drowning a misconnected love
in **** smoke./
Hoping.
Wishing.
Praying
that I give up all hope./
Hoping
Wishin
Praying
that I fall out of love./
the type of love
that feels like ******* drugs/
to addicts and I've had it./
I've had it.
I've had it up to Jesus's colic.
I've had it.
All because the atrocious acts
that my heart committed./
Falling for someone
who could never be committed./
Conflicted/
because when i wanted a chance
they didn't./
Now I'm looking
like an idiot/
because I couldn't resist it./
I couldn't resist/
falling in love
before the first kiss./
I couldn't resist
falling in love
before the first kiss./
I couldn't resist
falling in love
before the first kiss./