Art for Heartaches (Poems)

At our weakest

Say it slowly
what you do not mean
with your cruel words.
For I would still hear -
behind it -
your heart crying.

Say it slowly
(make it linger)
what you wanted to hide
in your shaky lies.
For I would still know -
against it -
your heart hurting
for the truth.

Say your words slowly.
Make it bleed.
Lie to me.
And make it hurt.
Break your heart.
Break mine.

And I will embrace you...
at our weakest.

#Mar142015