1someone who felt the same as I did
someone I thought I could share memories with
but then I realized
that I wasn't sure
could he love me
like I loved him?
So I went
on a long long journey
across the sea
and over the moon
to ask the woman of the sun
if what I thought was true
she turned to the east and she turned to the west
and then she sighed and said
I see no love for you in his heart
he cares not for you as you him
then I felt it
like an arrow pirceing my very soul
a small tremmor in my chest
I sighed, feeling the life
the energy of my very soul
slowly saped from me
I turned my back
on the lady of the sun
and made my way back
barely crawling over the moon
and scrapeing across the sea
when I returned to you
I felt
that I could no longer stand to see you
my heart,
I realized,
had broken in two
I looked inside my chest and saw
the sewing that I had done
had become undone again
How many times
I cried
must I re-sew this broken heart of mine
how many times
I screamed
must I prick my finger
and take the thread,
driped with my blood
and sew up the hole someone else has made
but then I saw
a seed inside my heart
a glimmer of hope that you still loved me
but that hope is dim
and my heart is thin
so I really need to know
will you love me
do you love me
please, dear god, say yes.
So I took up the needle
and I took up the thread
Sewing this life-less heart of mine again.
And the string I used this time,
was good and thick,
so much so that I thought I'd never love again.
So I made friends.
But then the woman of the sun came to me,
her face warming the soil and my soul benith her awesome glare
and she told me of a boy.
The boy had sewn his own heart,
had pricked his finger
had blead,
just like I had.
We both had closed our eyes
and wished that we were dead.
I found the boy,
and together we clung
to this loney rock in the middle of the sea.
My sin is deep,
but his is deeper,
and we found calm in each other's eyes.
So we cling
so we love.
Clinging to that rock
in the middle of the sea
I thought we could love
and be together.
I thought I could trust
and learn to love another again.
But the boy, he lied
He told me tales that made me dream
the wickedest nightmares that ever existed.
But I lived off of those like a drunk man
drinks his drink
and I was blind to what was around me.
Then the sun shown
and the woman was there
and I saw the mistake
and cried bloody tears.