For years I hid behind a cold brick wall-
No one could climb over it, it was too tall.
I huddled behind it, empty, alone
My heart tired, cold, a stone.
A bleeding heart-I called myself
Angry and cold-hatred was my wealth.
I hated the world, but mostly me-
I never realized what love could be.
He came to me, a whisper in the night
He held my hand, said it was alright.
Gentle promises in my ear-
Promises that He'd always be here.
He filled my mind, my life, my heart
It was as if He gave me a brand new start.
But He said its not good for man to be alone
For two should become one flesh and one bone.
But my heart was tender, still torn and bleeding
How could I know it was you I was needing?
My wall grew higher, too high to climb-
I didn't realize it would crumble over time.
My heart is still tender, but trusting and true
And I want you to know I'm giving it to you.
Your secret hurts, I'll kiss away
Your love and trust I'll gain I pray.
You and I, two made to be one-
For us life is just now begun.
So here are my final words to you-
My heart is tender. Tender for you.
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