Poems of Pain and Solitude

Our heart

If there was only a heart made of frozen stone

And only a heart made of dead ivy,

Would you take them and bring them to life?

Darling, our legends will be marked in history books,

But will it matter if it's marked on me like a scar,

Would you tend my wounds and heal me?

My love, look up, the stars are flying in a sweet dream,

The new moon is whispering to us,

Would you carry my secrets with you as if they were yours?

If there was only a boy made of crystal,

And only a girl made of dust,

Would you take them home to where they belong?

Darling, our heart was beating in melodic harmony,

But will it matter if it's beating on me until I'm broken,

Would you care for my hurt and mend me?

My love, look down, the soil is breathing in a sweet pace,

The rising sun is watching us,

Would you carry my pain with you as if it were yours?

If there was only a life that curled around another like ivy.

And a forest with melancholic willows and lakes,

Would you consider both hearts as one?

Darling, our lives were entwined like flowing roots,

But will it matter if they started from the very same seed,

Would you grow away from me and spread to the world?

My love, look inside, our heart is dying in a quiet sadness,

The world is ignorant about us,

Would you carry our heart with you as if it weren't yours?

If there was only our fading heart,

And only the world made of eyeing glares,

Would you dare claim it ours?

Darling, stolen things don't belong to the victim,

But will it matter if it was everything that mattered,

Would you keep it for yourself?

My love, look at us, the heart you stole from me,

The heart that was once ours,

Would you understand who it truly belongs to?