Two Hearts

Aug 31, 2005 09:22

You.

Do not think that I do not see how acutely you feel each thing that touches you. I wish I could bring the joy your life so desperately needs, but I have not the strength, the wisdom, to find my way through the labyrinth of you. I never set out to bring you pain, I never wielded a weapon against your gentle heart. Yet I have cut you deeper than I knew I had the violence for, and I can see the damage done. In time, when I have learned the strength, the goodness that she can teach me, I will sooth those wounds, and heal those scars. Should it take me until the end of time, my winter heart, you will not be forgotten.

You.

I did not think I had the capability for love so boundless. Each breath I take seems to bring more light and love into my soul until I am sure I will burst with the holding of it. The vision of myself that I see reflected in your eyes is greater than I believe I could ever be, but I will trust in you, and have faith that you can mold me into something finer. You shall have as much of my devotion and loyalty as you are willing to take, for truly there is nothing I will refuse you. Should I live until the end of time, my summer heart, you will ever be loved.
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