rhymes of the heart

i have watched you before in silence and i have seen the way you fall;

you do not care to see my yearning as i blindly heed to your call.

there are no words formed from the shaping of your mouth:

only the still, sharp sound of the piercing of your heart.

why must you break yourself against a heart that's made of stone?

why should you curse your fate of feeling so alone?

can you not see that it is you who chose this course?

you cannot take what is not yours for the heart is its own force.