Jar Of Hearts:
I wonder as I look at your shelf with the lines of jars in front of me
Whether you realise that my heart is in one of those jars
Because I gave it to you long ago
But as I see more hearts on that shelf
I wonder if you still remember you are looking after mine
I doubt you do
I am but one in the crowd now
Not the one you seek
Not the one you said you needed
I am merely now not seen
But I know in my soul
If you were to whisper in ear
Tell me you need me
I would be there in a second
So as I place a finger against the jar where my heart is placed
I begin to shed a tear
I wonder would you miss it
If I was to take it back
And I was no longer there...
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Dreams, Hopes & Tears
PoetrySecond collection of poetry who would have known you could only post 100... As always dedicated to the person who made me start this they know who they are...