The Fool's Heart
I've been hurt before used and abused I dread the thought of your inconsistencies How my significance fluctuates How in the presence of others you elude me Is it just the fear of prying eyes? But why can you cling freely to others and not think it would be normal to be the way we are you tell me you want me you know I die to hear those words but why do those words fall absent? why do those words fail? I distance myself. However... When you look me in the eye I gravitate toward you my resolve broken my anguish veiled I am forever spell-bound to a fool's heart to love you and to be broken by you
