You offered me your heart once,
I told you not to trust me.
You gave me your heart anyway.
I can barely stay on my own feet.
How can I keep from breaking it?
I kept my heart locked in a box,
Somehow it got out to you.
I will have to take it back one day.
I am very untrustworthy, I'm sorry.
You weren't supposed to fall for me.
I am falling for you slowly.
I don't know how I feel, who I am.
I'm just following my heart,
The heart that's in your hand.

12/20/2004

Posted on 12/21/2004
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