Loving You. Sweet Death.

The locket that holds my heart

They say that the person whom you love has the key to your heart.

I don't believe that.

I believe that inside of us is a heart shaped locket, which holds our feelings.

Our words that we've left unsaid.

Our hopes and dreams that we keep hidden from everyone else.

Each time we cry.

Each time we laugh.

Each time we think.

We open up that locket for a brief second.

Maybe its our true identity that we've kept hidden for so long that we don't know who it is anymore.

Maybe just maybe one day we will get the courage and open the locket completely, and never close it again.

I love this one I used a lot of metaphors. :-) But I like it. Comment and vote people!