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I don't know what I'm doing anymore. I thought I had things under control, and that I closed my heart and mind to that which was slammed in my face. Painfully I gave up a part of my heart that has for a year been mending, all to find that I never really gave it up. I must be strong, I must conceal the fact that I still might love him who now loves another, but it's so tiring standing on my own. Laying down never sounded so good.. laying in grassy fields with clouds rolling over head, reminding me that the world isn't all on my shoulders... though it feels like it.
I'm frustrated that I have let my mind wander to the places that have remained forbidden... and now, hope is gone and I am left wanting. My hand has torn the bandage from my heart and wraps it round my eyes, causing this blindness. Oh, God, rip this blindness from my eyes, and cover my heart with your hand.. but careful, let you press its wounds too deeply, for the sutures haven't time to heal.
I'm frustrated that I have let my mind wander to the places that have remained forbidden... and now, hope is gone and I am left wanting. My hand has torn the bandage from my heart and wraps it round my eyes, causing this blindness. Oh, God, rip this blindness from my eyes, and cover my heart with your hand.. but careful, let you press its wounds too deeply, for the sutures haven't time to heal.