Heart on a Sleeve

I know how I have the habit
To wear my heart on my sleeve
To fight the urge to care too much
The conflict to pull close or to leave.

I know that I want so much
To be happy with you in my life
As I wonder if we can be just friend
Or if maybe on day I’ll make you my wife.

I leave my heart in your hands
Each day I wonder if that is right
I know that I hope you can be gentle
That it is precious and should be held tight.

You have your own distractions
They give you so much to care for
Only you can tell me if I should remain
Or is it too much and I should breathe no more.

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About graypoet

Just one that at times puts the words to the page and lets them fall as they might.
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One Response to Heart on a Sleeve

  1. Phyllis Sears says:

    I care, so you have to remain and you have to breathe. There are others who feel the same way. You have your choice. Hugs

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