Tag: broken love

I always told myself
I was cold
I was numb
And I wasn’t fit to love
I told myself
That I was paper
On which nothing
Can make its mark
And then one day
You came…
And suddenly everything
I taught myself
Became a lie
I was warm
I was happy
I found emotions
I found wonders
And the paper
Was filled with colors …
You made me what I am
Now at this moment
You made me more humane
You gave me more life.
Maybe that’s why it hurts
When you tell me the
Same things I once
Taught myself
Maybe that’s why
I am threatened
Everytime you make me
Feel numb
I don’t want the colors
To disappear…
That’s why it hurts
When you tell me
I don’t know how to love…