My Thief
Sometimes love is cruel and unfair…..but sometimes loving someone is the greatest thing that’s ever happened to someone even if its not going how they wish it would….
Loving you is the greatest thing that’s ever happened to me…..and the cruelest…
I’ve never loved someone that I’ve never met before….someone I’ve never held in my arms or seen right in front of me….why have you stolen my heart?.....what kind of thief are you? How could a stranger walk past my very soul without me knowing? Who are you? A thief? Or just a friend borrowing my heart, for a while…..are you going to give me my heart back? Or are you a friend that keeps what they’ve borrowed? I need to know…. Ill die without a heart if I don’t have one to takes its place….like your own…
I have to tell you though….I don’t give things back….I fall so in love with them I always tend to keep them with me forever…. So choose wisely when your cradling my heart gently with you because ill be watching you until your heart is safely in my chest….
I miss you my thief….I hope you haven’t gone after some other heart because you still have mine……..
K_P
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