The End

There really is no end to this story cause this is the end
That pretty girl has a lot beneath that face
That face, the eyes filling up a well of tears
She never seems to run dry cause you always drill them out
Out of my way, you keep saying to her
Forgetting when you said, I want you to be my side
My side, it used to be a place of comfort
A place of comfort, she grew uncomfortable in,  you say
You say that cause you weren't ready to accommodate it anymore
She wasn't who you thought she was but she never lied
She never lied to you about her having excesses,
Excesses you could only see cause she decided to be close to you
Close to you, she felt the distance of the earth to the moon
The moon became friends with her cause they spoke every night
Every night filled with tears, he had to put to her sleep
Sleep came when his friend the moon needed to put this beauty to bed
To bed, she sleeps so quietly in the midst of it all
All I wish is for you to realise what I don't want you to
To love until it hurts, cause there can be no more hurt but only more love
Loving the sound of silence is worse than comfortable misery
Comfortable misery is preferred to even the sweetest sorrow

The Speaking Heart
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