This Little Heart
This little heart has led me in all the wrong directions.
They tell me to follow it.
But should I?
Should I risk it?
Even if it is a horrible idea.
Its nearly pulling out of my chest.
I can’t love her.
I can’t love her.
Because her beautiful smile would fade,
And her bright laugh would dull,
And I would ruin her.
But this little heart has led me in all the wrong directions.
And once more she crosses my mind.
She reminds me of a lifeboat,
Floating in the chaos,
Calming yet exhilarating,
Savior and solitude all together.
How could she ever love me?
This little heart has led me in all the wrong directions.
The leaves fall, the temperature drops and it continues.
Months on months, and she fills my head.
Like a lifeboat on the horizon she is all I can think of.
Reaching her is the first real gulp of air,
In what feels like centuries.
And somehow it seems this little heart has led me in the right direction.
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