with my heart on my sleeve.
Summer through Winter, I wore a coat
just the same, to keep it safe from harm.
Sometimes I did let people borrow my coat,
and in return my sleeve gets torn a bit
by each person passing by.
As the bitter chill started to seep through
the tears on my sleeve, I swore that I'd never
take my coat off for anyone anymore.
Then you came, all bright like the sun,
eventhough the snow never stopped from falling.
You stood beside me and asked for my coat.
I hesitated but you hypnotized me with
those bright eyes that haunted my dreams;
as you tugged my coat away from my shoulders.
I stood there frozen, never knowing what else to do.
My coat landed on a heap at my feet
and your hands drifted to my sleeve.
You saw the tears on mine and I flinched
from your touch, afraid that you'd make another one.
The next thing you did caught me by surprise
when you took your shirt off and dragged it over my head,
my body shivering from the sudden warmth,
my body shivering from the sudden warmth,
and I saw the heart that's on your sleeve that I now wore
and you said "I hope this will be enough to keep you warm.
Now will you stop wearing that ugly coat?"
No comments:
Post a Comment