The Infected Heart of My Past

As I sit and weep I gaze at the place where you used to sleep,
And miss the arms you held me in....
I realize that there is nothing keeping me in this heath,
It seems tht all there was was a need to feel loved.....
and yet now my heart is as free as a dove,
As the tears roll down I wonder why.....
Why I can not refuse what has caused me pain,
When I think of the past I see mostly my fears,
There were good times and yet now I feel there is were we must leave them for the safety of my heart....
and the sanity of my mind.
I do not regret anything, and yet to forget would be the answer to all the despair that seems to follow,
As I imagine the moments we have shared I do not ever want to forget....
But to help my broken heart ment itself I must leave the past in the past,
as hard as it may be.....
I do not say this to hurt, or to blame, or regret......
I do this to let u inside my head....where you seem to always want to be
As I sit and weep I gaze at the place where you used to sleep,
And miss the arms you held me in....
I realize that there is nothing keeping me in this heath,
It seems tht all there was was a need to feel loved.....
and yet now my heart is as free as a dove,
As the tears roll down I wonder why.....
Why I can not refuse what has caused me pain,
When I think of the past I see mostly my fears,
There were good times and yet now I feel there is were we must leave them for the safety of my heart....
and the sanity of my mind.
I do not regret anything, and yet to forget would be the answer to all the despair that seems to follow,
As I imagine the moments we have shared I do not ever want to forget....
But to help my broken heart ment itself I must leave the past in the past,
as hard as it may be.....
I do not say this to hurt, or to blame, or regret......
I do this to let u inside my head....where you seem to always want to be

My heart has been infected by you

We are closer than you think.....
I feel it....but cant explain,
I think thts why it seems like we have something, when there is nothing
I can sit here and try to make myself believe tht we should be apart.....
but I kno something seems wrong when we are,
like something is missing and nothing will be the same until it is returned.....
You stole my heart....
and I dont want it back from you
I want you to be there when it cries,
And when the time comes tht I want to give it to someone else
You will be a tattoo tht will never disappear
and I thank you for tht