One Lost Soul

Words that are so hard to say.
Sometimes scared, mostly hurt.
Often missed.

Good deeds that never surface.
A string of hope.
So genuine it becomes fragile.

The heart you carry.
He sees it.
What's your biggest fear?

You see what you like.
I look through what you're like.
Around me,
Around them.

I bend my knees.
Shed some tears.
I no longer miss.




-the very first part of the heartbreak series-
I held so much emotions (70% hurt, 20% sadness, 10% longings) while writing this.