You see a smile, but look at the hurt in her eyes.
You say she's an attention seeker, she's hurting inside.
You say she's too hormonal, yet you continually abuse her with words.
You say it just words, yet they leave a lasting impact.
You say you love her, but isn't love supposed to be kindness?
You say she wants too much, but she needs your affection.
You see her sad face, yet all you do is spew out venom in your words.
You complain that she has the wrong mindset, but you ****** with her mind.
You think you love her, but you cause her too much pain.
You cheat on her, but you expect her to be content and secure.
You want her to be real with you, yet all you do is judge her true words.
You want her to stay with you, yet your actions drive her away.
You want her to leave when you've put her down at her worst.
You continuously manipulate her, and act as if it is okay.

They say eyes are the key to your soul,
So what do you see in me?
Is it the masked happiness that I don,
Or do you see me for who I am?

Can you see the retched soul living inside,
Everyday hiding in a merry disguise?
Do you see the pain in my soul,
The weight that is placed upon myself?

If you do see the unhappiness,
Do you even care?
Please someone through their sadness,
I dare.

In your hand you hold
A piece of my fragile heart.
Easily you could crush it,
For with even the most
Tenuous flick of your fingers,
A bit of my heart would break.

Although I am vulnerable,
Never do you cause me pain.
Instead, my heart feels whole;
My love for you flowing and
Filling in the broken pieces.

My heart is nothing significant,
As it is an ***** found in
Each and every human being.
It's the greatest gift I can render,
Hence, for me; it is everything.

And so, I have given you my all.
You've allowed me to love you
And gave good reason to do so.
I've loved you so much that,
I cannot love you more nor less.
My love for you now is and
Will always be unconditional.

Although I am hesitant to love,
Love is beautiful in essence.
In spite of the fact that you have
The power to hurt me badly,
It is never used to your advantage.
All you ever show me is kindness,
And that is what love should be.

Open, prone to infection;
The infection which is others' deceit
Seeping into your very soul...
Breaking apart what was once whole.

Shattered and unable to mended,
Fences built around the destruction.
A mirage of strength; seemingly
Impermeable to any threatening weapon.

A hard shell created that can
Only ever be peeled away through
The acts of unadulterated love.
Will anyone repair your shattered heart?

You convince yourself that you are
A self-sufficient person with no need
For love, and that you are strong.
However, you crave for love to fix you.
And love does come, in the rarest form.

A person you'd never think to trust
Tries relentlessly to figure you out,
Until you can fight no more and only
Let the person inside of your empty heart.