my pride...my bruised heart

She has a heart so clean and pure...
No man ever touched it for she's so demure...
She values her love for someone unseen...
Never been in love....never. Ever been...

She brags this heart of hers...
To all the people she had conversed...
Telling everyone. her heart is whole...
Never been touched. Never been fooled...

She came up to me and told her delight...
"My heart is so clean. I flaunt it with pride...
For its still bruise less still shiny and new"
Then she pointed my heart, so weary and blue...

She asked me why it's all messed up and worn...
Thinking my heart is just newly born...
Then I looked at her. Deep in her eyes...
Telling her. I've been in paradise...

She was stunned and looked very confused...
If I came from this heaven, why is it so used?
Why are there stitches, thorns and bruise...?
If I went on this paradise...on this heavenly cruise...

I told her my story, with my chin up high...
I told her. I loved once. Yet time just passed by...
I told her it was poked, stabbed and pierced...
I told her that my heart cried a lot of tears...

She laughed at me as if I'm so immature...
Then she asked me how it became a better Pasteur...
I told her, my heart was used a million times,
Worked hard yet earned just couple of dimes...

But this heart of mine endured it all...
It can stand up quick whenever I fall...
Unlike her heart, so clean and whole...
Never been touched. Never been fooled...

I looked at her heart, so pink and fresh...
But it has no feelings, just an empty part of flesh...
No love have been poured, no heartache has been done...
So I told her...she's the unlucky one...

What good is a heart, with no love to fulfill?
What good is a soul with no life to instill?
Little lady, try to be free...
Let your heart be hurt, open your eyes and see...

This world is a chaos for all we know...
Because we have to love so let this heart bestow...
Spare your life a little ecstasy...
And let love fill you with eternal glory...

Yes, It'll be hurt...be broken for a moment...
But this is part of the game, part of the consent...
But the price that awaits if you ever win...
Can be the most glorious, far deeper within...

She looked at me. Eye to eye...
Stood straighter and began to cry...
"Why did I miss all this fun...?
And all I do is avoid love, just run and run"

I told her it's never late to open her heart...
For many are waiting, loving her from the start...
Just open your eyes, and set your heart free...
Then you will definitely experience this divine ecstasy....