I started pouring hearts today.
My heart into yours
putting my thoughts and feelings on display.
Realizing I gave you it all as red filled the floors.
You ignore me hoping I’ll stop giving
I’m not stopping until it’s gone.
“Don’t stop until you stop seeing red.” my heart keeps saying.
You panick
Trying to fight but it’s already done.
The red is gone, gold already fading, as silver sets in.
Yours is gold,
my heartbeats are gone, not even a trace.
Love is always the one to win,
But the one with a silver hearts will come in last place.
About the Creator
S.Elizabeth
I love creating the stories, feelings, imagines in my mind in a way that I can also create them in another's. That being said, I mostly write for myself. Please enjoy a usually privately kept space of my cranium. :)
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