My Heart

THE LOVE OF MINE IS NEVER ENDING. THE LOVE OF YOURS IS A LIE, WHILE YOU ARE WITH THE OTHER GUY. ALTHOUGH YOU ARE HESITANT TO SAY YOU LOVE ME, I WOULD ALWAYS LOVE YOU AND THAT IS THAT. THE LOVE I GROW FOR YOUR BEAUTY EVERYDAY, IS A WATERFALL THAT WATERS MY BOUQUET. THE LOVE FOR YOUR SKIN GROWS TOO MUCH, LIKE VINES LATCHING TO THE WALL. YOU ARE MY WALL; I CAN’T SEPARATE FROM YOU AND ALL THAT YOU STAND FOR. YOU ARE THE PLASTER THAT HOLDS MY WALLS BECAUSE WITHOUT YOU, I AM NOTHING, BUT RUBBLE. I AM THE DISASTER THAT EVERYONE FLEES FROM, BUT YOU. YOU ARE MY VERY HEART AND SOUL, AND I LOVE YOU FOR THAT BECAUSE WITHOUT YOU, I AM NOTHING, BUT A HEART WITHOUT BLOOD.