What's inside the ribcage of a fool - S.
2012-06-12 / 16:38:12
It has been resting in my ribcage
Or maybe it has just been dead
Something that human calls the heart.
I call it the reason for misery,
The love that you sometimes find
In someone else’s heart.
Fools call it a miracle,
And they are not necessarily wrong,
It is a miracle who can break you.
I see myself as a person with a broken heart
But the wounds on my heart are self-inflicted.
I should not have loved.
I learned that lesson the hard way, and yet,
Here I am again; in the dark depths of love.
It has been resting in the paths that I walk,
The chance to love again but it wasn’t a choice.
It just happened.
And as much as I hate it,
I love it too.
/boktjejernamedstil
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