Imprints On My Heart

Everyone I've ever loved has left an imprint on my heart.
The friends that have moved, the guys that have left and the family that I've lost.
Some are larger than others, some more faded.
Some have slowly started to disappear.
There are those that will never be covered and others that will become hidden and out of sight.
Some of these imprints go deeper than others, those are the ones that hurt the most.
I never had a problem with these imprints on my heart,
They remind me of all the amazing people I have had in my life.
They've also taught me that I'm a lot stronger than I ever believed.
I loved my imprinted heart until the day you decided I was no longer good enough for you.
I expected to gain another print on my heart, one just like the ones left by every other guy that hurt me,
The one that would be covered by the imprint of the next guy who loved me.
Yet you weren't satisfied with that,
You wrapped your strong hands around my heart and squeezed,
You squeezed my heart so tight that you're still all I can see on it.
You crushed my heart to the point that it'll never be as big as it used to be.
I've tried to cover your indents with others prints but they simply weren't big enough,
They just weren't as important to me as you were,
I'm still not sure if I'll ever be able to fully conceal the marks you made on my heart.....
All because you refused when I told you "All I need are your imprints on my heart"

Reviews

[Divya Nishant Ranote]

I can see it's direct from heart. It's a masterpiece. Love you.

[RunawayWriter]

Thank you so much!

[Divya Nishant Ranote]

Urs welcome...u r precious as ur feelings depict. Take care of yourself

[Jo Billygoat]

"That's f*****g awesome," I wanted to scream
As she concluded a repertoire of our tragic ending
If she only knew

I squoze her like a grape in the press
"Why," the inquisitive fool asks
To bathe my mind, body and soul in her loving tortured soul

"Haahahahaaaa," I see the pain in your face
Your comprehension in my apparent cruelty is as laughable
Your face tells and is obvious your mind is mistaken

"Okay, you simple minded, I'll, this once, elaborate"
Ridicule while you can for tears are too near
I tell thee of irony

You read of our meeting
You know of our struggles
You hate me for her pain

Now peel a layer of the onion
Prepare to be satiated with humble pie
'Cause I'll be damned if I'll allow another to stand by so angry at me

Let me start at the beginning of our meeting
I'll season the story with bit of my past
Then, maybe, you will start to see the irony

We meet, as all do, with pain-filled hearts, luggage a plenty we both had
Our present path split almost immediately
She openly and willingly shared her ohh too similar tattered heart and torn past

I listened, not regretting her pain, rather in wonder she ventured life too similar to mine
That, my friend, was the sign post separating our relationship yet was our bond
We had the broken hearts and life of hardknocks

She, unlike me, was willing to continue to share with others in hopes for empathy
Well, as you may have surmised, I opted for silence; my history of sharing gave me more pain and never empathy

So we ventured down the relationship path
Her sharing and me listening
She never to the wiser I too was as damaged

Initially, as had been my previous experiences, misery enjoyed its company
We laughed, loved and cried
Eventually, her eyes opened

She saw her doing all the heart giving
Me always, outwardly, appearing to only be listening
Reality was too much, and for us both, we knew we'd be heart broken -- again

So back to the present
As you vividly recall
I, in apparent state of humorous cruelty, walked away

With my back to her
No longer laughing, tears streaked my face
I wish I could have, like all the other times, just opened up and bleed my heart and soul to her

I just couldn't repeat
That which I had so unsuccessfully gone through with other women
Yet, here I walk away again broken hearted and alone

So, you fool, is that humble and judgemental crow pie tasting good bout now
"You f*****g idiots, when will you learn."
There's always another side to those that are oft mis-judged as being selfish and cruel

That as is it may be
You with your soul of indigestion from crow pie
Me alone with another scar on my heart--
and her left to tell another of how I added a scar to her heart.

Yeah
Ain't love great
Hearts filled with pain and scars.