Where was I looking

When I gave my heart away?

Where was my resolve

When I built you a throne

In my innermost parts?

What had drawn my wandering eye

When I planted a seed

That I knew would never be watered?

I wish I could make the answers

Evade me

But the truth is too close to ignore;

It was you.

It was all you.

And now my heart is breaking


The pieces will be cleared out

The care taker knows her duty.

Published by alexiima

Life's a party in a sunflower field. Even when we wilt, we are beautiful to behold.

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