Heart on My Sleeve
it is true
i wear my heart on my sleeve
and now –
since you decided to leave
somehow i stumble
and i grieve
you can be sure –
that honesty cane and went
it is had left me on my knees
and it is true
i do cry out, please…
tell me how all this works
and how do i move on –
from this type of hurt?
and i just cannot explain it all
i just cannot sleep –
through all this pain
i wear my heart on my sleeve
and i hold onto memories
so scared that they might go
i dry my eyes –
and i use my sleeve to wipe my nose
when does this pain –
finally get up and finally go?
James Garratt – Monday 1st December 2008
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Heart On My Sleeve – Written Monday 1st December 2008 (Aged 33)
