There are some things
that we cant understand
like the flutter of our heart
at the brush of a hand
like the silent agony
when he walks away
or when your heart breaks
and you dont want to stay
like the rattled breaths
of the sick and the dying
like the hatred you feel
when your friend has been lying
like the sadness of life
your pillow is tear soaked
people play games
and it was YOUR heart that broke
like the deafening silence
when youre left alone
like the cold shock of death
that chills to the bone
like the flip of your stomach
when you go down a drop
like the pull of your body
when you come to a stop
like the beat of your heart
that slows when you sleep
the hurt of your heart
after you weep
like the people you love
the heart of your best friend
the comfort of friends and parents
who love to no end