take heart

it'll take more then heart to push you away
i'm crying as i write this
you're more to me then you ever knew
but i love you all the same....
break my heart, please, take it
i no longer want the damn thing
i hate the awkward 'miss you's and the 'hello, i love you's we secretly say
the hearts we draw the thoughts we never say
the wonderings of never know what could have happened
and the burning fact we can't say goodbye
as we try to repeat history
it keeps repeating it for us...


but i'd rather live with the pain and wonder what happened,
then feel nothing and knowing what would have happened ended up tearing us apart.