Too filled with memories
Of love that never quite
Balanced out
Always loving someone
More than they deserved
Her heart was too big
For a world such as this
She never seemed to find
The kind of love she deserved
She grew weary
Of a heart always broken
So she pulled it out one day
She held it softly for a moment
Before she set it to flames
She walked away
Looking back only once
To see her heart was now
Nothing but
Ashes on the ground
Your mind is sharp. Your words cut deep. I could reblog everything you write.
This in particular touched me.
Thank you for being you.