Bleeding hearts just feel, love and think passionatly. Our down fall is the notion that everyone is as passionate as we are.My heart hasnt bled this much in years. Somehow I unlocked the chains that bound my wild loving heart when you came around.
I vowed to never let my heart out to play again but your words were so easy to trust. I belived there could be an us. Now look at me filling up these pages with sad nostalgic verses.My heart hasnt bled this much in years. Years ago my heart was beautifuly smooth, silky and deep colored like obsidian. Now its scratched and swollen from being dragged across pavement.
My mistake is continuing to let unsteady hands handle my heart. They send back shattered remains leaving me to reassemble this ever changing puzzle. The pieces never fit back the same way, and my love keeps adapting to my newest life lessons.However, these lessons dont help me pick better care takers for my heart.
My heart hasnt bled this much in years. I wont let this scab heal. I keep picking at this wound and thoughts of you ooze out. You will be one of my biggest scars but ill wear it proudly. I wish i wasnt so hurt over you.Why cant i shake you off like you were just one bad day out of a life time of days to come. Your vibes still linger heavily in my atmosphere. I almost dont wish them to wisp away.
Heart hasnt bled this much in years.