My heart cries!
I wish I could do the same but life just goes in such a pace it is hard to breath. I know that if I could just start my heart would feel lighter and no longer drown in its own tears.
My heart cries and for as many good things I leave as many good times I had I can't blame it, for these are weary tears for the love I hold dear.
My heart cries!
It sobs at the thought of having hurt you, at having hurt us, at having driven yet another nail to our tears.
My heart cries and will for many years for it doesn't want to let go of what it holds most dear, your love and our life together.
My heart cries!
... silent unseen tears.
It cries for help, it cries for forgiveness, it cries for the hope that we find a way to fix this distance.
My heart cries, yours does too and in the middle of all this a tinnier one fears.
My heart cries with wishes and urgency, for a way to fix before the hole is too deep, before the structure is damaged, before the language is so different our attempts will be lost in its length.
My heart cries!
Because it cares too much to let life stumble on in my hands fast as they go to catch up with the moving sands.
My heart cries because it misses beating at yours speed and feeling it close to mine.
My heart cries because we had something so precious and something as mundane as life is tearing it apart to make up for the constant run to the shop, to work, to the laundry basket, to the dishes, to breath... But what good is air without a heart beat? And hence the crie of my heart, your heart, the one I gave for you to have and you've been parting slowly since.
My heart cries! And yours too!
And in that they find the sync nothing else seems to get and while there are tears shared deeper than our eyes we can fix us and it is not too deep, too broad, too torn, too broken. While mine and your heart long for each other in silence we can mend the spoken words and speak the missing ones and bring forth the healing tears.
I wish I could do the same but life just goes in such a pace it is hard to breath. I know that if I could just start my heart would feel lighter and no longer drown in its own tears.
My heart cries and for as many good things I leave as many good times I had I can't blame it, for these are weary tears for the love I hold dear.
My heart cries!
It sobs at the thought of having hurt you, at having hurt us, at having driven yet another nail to our tears.
My heart cries and will for many years for it doesn't want to let go of what it holds most dear, your love and our life together.
My heart cries!
... silent unseen tears.
It cries for help, it cries for forgiveness, it cries for the hope that we find a way to fix this distance.
My heart cries, yours does too and in the middle of all this a tinnier one fears.
My heart cries with wishes and urgency, for a way to fix before the hole is too deep, before the structure is damaged, before the language is so different our attempts will be lost in its length.
My heart cries!
Because it cares too much to let life stumble on in my hands fast as they go to catch up with the moving sands.
My heart cries because it misses beating at yours speed and feeling it close to mine.
My heart cries because we had something so precious and something as mundane as life is tearing it apart to make up for the constant run to the shop, to work, to the laundry basket, to the dishes, to breath... But what good is air without a heart beat? And hence the crie of my heart, your heart, the one I gave for you to have and you've been parting slowly since.
My heart cries! And yours too!
And in that they find the sync nothing else seems to get and while there are tears shared deeper than our eyes we can fix us and it is not too deep, too broad, too torn, too broken. While mine and your heart long for each other in silence we can mend the spoken words and speak the missing ones and bring forth the healing tears.
