The Next Time
"The next time you give your heart away
Make sure you get it back in one piece"
Nobody really knows what they lay on the line
It's like a three-stage blackout, dark, darker, darkest
When you're blinded by a "love" that you can't define
That's number one, getting dark, but it's only a test
Many eternal moments later the light dims more
You miss the light but not as much as you miss your heart and your soul
The second level's come and squeezed the sunshine dry
Cause you gave them both away to one who's thrown them aside
Here comes the third, and finally you start to see it
As the blackness closes in you start to realize
The one who holds your heart is becoming it
And now she walks away, the darkness pulls itself inside
It's up to you to find the pieces that she left behind
Put back together what you can without her and in time
You'll realize you can find someone who's just like you
Who won't thank you for your heart and then break it in two
"Maybe this time" you always let yourself think
"I can give it all away and get it back in one piece."
Maybe you can, because after all
You survived it once - and so again, you fall
The next time you give your heart away
You never get it back, and in that, you find peace.
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I'm not entirely sure what I was thinking when I wrote this poem. The quote at the top is one of the best pieces of advice I've ever received. But love... yeah. Love is a funny thing. You have to give everything up, including caring about getting anything from it, in order to get anything from it, and sometimes you don't get everything back. Sometimes you feel as if you aren't getting anything at all back. You have to know how to be completely selfless. It's difficult. I get so frustrated because there are times with my girlfriend that I feel I'm trying to give her my whole heart and soul, and she doesn't want it. Our relationship feels rather stagnate right now, it's not going anywhere. It's almost worse than going backward.
Make sure you get it back in one piece"
Nobody really knows what they lay on the line
It's like a three-stage blackout, dark, darker, darkest
When you're blinded by a "love" that you can't define
That's number one, getting dark, but it's only a test
Many eternal moments later the light dims more
You miss the light but not as much as you miss your heart and your soul
The second level's come and squeezed the sunshine dry
Cause you gave them both away to one who's thrown them aside
Here comes the third, and finally you start to see it
As the blackness closes in you start to realize
The one who holds your heart is becoming it
And now she walks away, the darkness pulls itself inside
It's up to you to find the pieces that she left behind
Put back together what you can without her and in time
You'll realize you can find someone who's just like you
Who won't thank you for your heart and then break it in two
"Maybe this time" you always let yourself think
"I can give it all away and get it back in one piece."
Maybe you can, because after all
You survived it once - and so again, you fall
The next time you give your heart away
You never get it back, and in that, you find peace.
____________________________________________
I'm not entirely sure what I was thinking when I wrote this poem. The quote at the top is one of the best pieces of advice I've ever received. But love... yeah. Love is a funny thing. You have to give everything up, including caring about getting anything from it, in order to get anything from it, and sometimes you don't get everything back. Sometimes you feel as if you aren't getting anything at all back. You have to know how to be completely selfless. It's difficult. I get so frustrated because there are times with my girlfriend that I feel I'm trying to give her my whole heart and soul, and she doesn't want it. Our relationship feels rather stagnate right now, it's not going anywhere. It's almost worse than going backward.