Dear heart, to be perfectly honest, I don't think I know when you are right. Sometimes you pound so hard that I end up having to take painkillers and you end up being wrong.
Sometimes you are just extra still, I have to check my pulse to make sure am still alive.
I think have broken you more times than you've broken me. And maybe I shouldn't be baling you for the times you go extra still.
I just hope I could rebuild you in a way that my brain won't have to question you.
Or maybe in a way both you too can have a mutual understanding that won't lead to either of us have to break down into tears or end up not talking \beating.
Well, I'll be lying if I said I always have your interests in my mind. Cause I swear most of the times I don't, my mind has another mind of its own. And making me forget about you is pretty easy you know, its the brain.. Sometimes it even says you not even relevant .
I just realized I really don't know what to say to you apart from, please keep beating. And please lets mend together.and maybe we could start over , say ' hello' like we just met for tha first time.
Am not really good at keeping promises ( bur you already know that) but amma try this time, it will be different I swear. This time everything's gonna be okay,... Just don't thrush hard on my chest when it comes to love, those storylines ain't meant for us.... At least not just yet....
All we got is each other... And amma take care of you.
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