These moments of silence
bring to surface the pain
I have suppressed for too long.

I let the tears flow
and embrace the ache
surrounding my heart.

My thoughts creep to the past
of what I should have done
to protect myself
and the beautiful image of love I once had.

I let those moments take me over
and now I’m paying the consequences.
No more can I think of “prince charming”
without the reminder of before
and the pain that constantly comes with that dream.

I so wish my heart could remember
the hope and wonder of pure love,
but this world continually disappoints
as more and more people use me.

I try to hold on
to the speck of desire thats been left,
but I don’t know if this soul
can handle another let down.