2 September 2008 ~ The night my heart bled

Didn’t think I’ll get this wretched feeling again.
Didn’t realise the depth and intensity of my feelings nor his for me.
Didn’t want to admit that he really did mean so much to me.
Didn’t recognise the bleeding heart that was mine.
Didn’t get to wipe his tears from his face when I dealt the deathblow to his fragile soul.
Didn’t want to admit that I did love him after all, if only for such a short, short time.