Sunday 5 November 2017

Burnt heart.

You burnt my heart a little, today.
I can still feel the charring.
I was not expecting your reaction,
It shocked me, and was jarring.
I held on to a tinge of bitterness.
I carried it through the day.
I knew you caught me deeply,
Because that’s not normally my way.
I hope to wake up with it faded,
That it will dissipate over time.
I want to look at you with a pure heart.
For you are the epitome of mine.

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