She Yearns Poem by Ashlee Woods

I wear my heart on my sleeve,
And oh can't you see,
I'm begging you please,
Stop hurting me.

I don't mean to be weak,
I don't mean to crumble
But my heart is a mess,
And I'm starting to fumble.

My body is shaking,
It is getting too much,
For all I seek
Is your warm touch

But whilst you treat me like this,
I cannot sympathise,
Because behind all the love
Is a web of lies

Mistakes were made
There were broken ties,
Feelings started to fade
And happiness was a disguise.

And behind the smile
Was just a broken heart
A hurt girl
Who refused to fall apart
For the feelings were to real
But the ache was just too much
And all she yearned for
Was that warm gentle touch