I really don't know what I was thinking about when writing this poem. So you can go ahead and guess. ;)
As I try to find the perfect words to say
My heart thuds fast inside me, making me sway
I find it difficult to say to you those wwords
All I can do now
Is speak to the heart.
It doesn't help at all
When you look at me with those mesmerizing eyes
It only makes it harder
My love for you is not just three words
It's not that simple
Thinking might make it so
But feelings don't
I find myself talking to the purity of my life
I'm speaking to the heart
Even when I finally get it out of me
I wait for your response
Your reply breaks my heart
Leaving it shattered in a million pieces
Who do I have now?
The mind? The soul?
The heart will become one again
But it needs time
I feel broken...shattered...worthless...
When shall I speak to my heart?