But the heart never listens

Don’t!Stop it!Stop getting attached,
Stop caring so much,
They don’t bother.
You don’t have to forgive every single time,
They don’t deserve it.
No! You don’t need them,
They are just floaters.
Don’t believe everything they say,
Stop yourself from falling for each word,
Please stop trusting blindly,
Its all just lies, sugarcoated with the greatest sincerity.
They are gonna tell you they need you,
But they don’t need you more than a pencil needs ink.
Listen to me,will you,my dear heart?
When they leave,which they will,without a care,
Its you whose gonna need a bandage.
But you are never gonna get fixed.
And it’s gonna hurt, a lot.
They are not even worth half that pain.
But the heart never listens.
It could take a fall,
Crash down and crumble,
Yet it will always love.


24 thoughts on “But the heart never listens

  1. Reethu!
    This is really great Ya!
    How come you listened.
    It is what My Heart says so.
    Something Amazing.
    Can one listen to others’ Heart ditto.
    Maybe the feelings where moving in the sky.
    Let us compromise on that like this,OK.
    My Pats to You Dear!

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  2. Heart comes in alone and goes alone ….
    Never really knew why it needs a web to intertwine simple things too! And yet in the end untangles itself from everything and turns ashen grey for eternity , all alone!

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      1. But sometimes, it’s complicated for the good!
        The turkey’s gotta bake for the perfect feast right?
        (Vegetarian bastard talking as if he knows Turkey’s .. maybe eel?)

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