Written by Jacob Ibrag
I have more than I’ll ever need, the respect of many
and riches that dwarf that of royalty. I’ve always believed
that dependence was for the weak and I’ve worked hard to
excel beyond those boundaries. Because of you, it’s all for
nothing. My lungs feel numb when you say my name. I feel
insecure, like I actually care about what you think of me,
because I do. It’s ludicrous, but I do. You do this thing
were you’ll ask me a question and genuinely be interested
in what I’m thinking. You make me feel human. Along the
way of knowing you, the cage around my heart must have
melted because your holding on to it. And I trust
you. I feel safe and a little scared. I’ve never
been in love, I bet this is it.


you can’t know if your human heart is in love
until it breaks
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You’re right, at first its hard to picture your heart beating on without the other person next to you. Then it does and you wonder if any of it was real. ‘Couldn’t have been love because here I am, functioning.’ Realizing that you loved to love. It felt real at the time, the idea and it’s miracle. Hearts break, its those that mend together, they know what love truly is.
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Love!
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Thanks Emily 🙂
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Love this!
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Thank you 🙂
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Yup, this sounds like! Great poem. 🙂
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Thanks Marie 😀
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