Him Poem by Crimson Haze

You have ripped my heart out once again.
So once again I must sew it back in.
But this time it is different,
the way I feel.

I do not hate you for the pain you bring me.
I do not care.

I wish to see what has happened to me,
to bring to this state of being numb.

Why haven't I always felt like this?
Why does life decide that now I can live without pain.

Or that is what I think.

Now I have given my heart away once again.
But this time a spill out everything,
I practically give him my heart on a silver platter.

And this is when I feel something new,
something I've never felt before.

Love,
I wish.

Hope,
that this will not also give him a way in.

But it does now all I think of is the pain he will cause me.
But instead he relieves me of it.