My Heart

My Heart

A Poem by Aprille
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written : January 22, 2014

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I’m always trying not to think of you

I’m still missing you...

 

I don’t want to let go of your hand

But I need to go,

 Take some steps away...

Away means I’m gone forever

 

Yet, you are holding my heart

In your arms, I’ll leave it behind

 

Tears falling on every path

I’m falling apart…

My hands, my feet and all of me

All broken, more than precious jewelry

But please, please, I beg you…

Don’t collect the pieces

Just let me in the emptiness

Until I’m gone and nowhere to be found...

 

While my heart,

For now, you are holding it tight

 

Memories never undergo the art of changing

They are just fading, being forgotten and thrown away

Then without assurance, someday, someone will remember…

 

Someday you will find yourself asking…

“Whose heart am I holding?”

© 2014 Aprille


Author's Note

Aprille
I think I was listening to the song "My Heart" by Paramore when I wrote this poem. The thought was completely different , I just wanted to make something out of the title, somehow...

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Sometimes hearts get broken to keep us whole, your angst is palpable here olive, aptly pen'd....

Posted 6 Years Ago


Aprille

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much Frieda. :)
Frieda P

6 Years Ago

My pleasure hon :)
Very descriptive and emotional imagery. Nice poem!

Posted 6 Years Ago


Aprille

6 Years Ago

Thank you. :)
I like this, because it describes the difficulty both of letting go, and the sort of after effect for the other -- I have to admit, there were times in my life where I walked away with someone's heart, and I realized I hurt them, way after the fact. I regretted it. To me, this poem captures those opposing feelings, the one of the person who was hurt, and the person who did the hurting.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Aprille

6 Years Ago

I think we passed through that same experience (whether we like it or not). They are great teachers .. read more
Lyn Anderson

6 Years Ago

Yes, as long as we learn, that's what we are meant to do.
Aprille

6 Years Ago

You're right. Thanks again. :)

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