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despite the warnings it was given
my heart wandered down a one-way street once again
led on by sweet nothings and playful touches

i told it to stop, its been there before
and has returned tired and hurt.
but his heart called to mine with haunting tones.
and it had to go there once more, to see if things had changed.

things had not.

now my heart returns to my soul, weary and broken.
with more of it missing.
soon there won't be anything to give
and my heart will be but a memeory

having never been filled with love from another heart
it will wilt and turn away from
sweet nothings and playful touches.

i keep asking my heart why it trusts so much.
"i want the chance to be loved....i want to be filled with love"
is its hopeful reply.

but soon the day will come
when i ask my heart why it doesn't want to love
and turns away from sweet nothings and playful touches

"i wanted the chance to be loved. i wanted to be filled with love. but i was the only one wanting. no one wanted me in return."
will come its sorrowful reply.

so for now my heart is once again tired and hurt.
it lays another brick on that wall coming up around itself.
it lays there, feeling forgotten once more

losing its hope that one day
another heart's love will fill it and break down that wall.

with each beat of my heart, another day without love goes by.
with each beat of my heart, it cries out once more in pain.

when the beating stops....so does the pain.