Jar of Hearts: An Anthology

A Love Worth Ending

I glanced at you and I sheepishly smiled,

At your grins, my calm heart goes wild.

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What is this I feel every time you are near?

It is as though to me you are held dear.

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My chest warms up as my blood flows,

My heart rushes, and into your hand goes.

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You accept the love that I have confessed,

But then again and again you put it to the test.

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The universe falls away when we are alone together,

but when we're in the outside world, our love is over.

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You retreat into the walls that you built so high,

leaving me alone in darkness to bleed and die.

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But my foolish heart knows no better,

It still longs for you even if you never.

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It fights and hopes that one day you'll see,

That the love we've hidden was meant to be free.

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Who else was there when you were alone?

Is it not I, that helped you all along?

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I've given you chances, one too many;

Too frequent in fact, that love turned to pity.

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Some say that what we had was great if it was enduring,

but I've come to my senses and realized it was a love worth ending.

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A Love Worth Ending

a poem by Matthew Spades

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