Safe

The heart is such a fragile thing
Held together by delicate fine threads
That offer fleeting glimpses
Of love ‘s expectancies.
Then without nary a warning,
What the heart wants crashes,
To be dismantled into
A million pieces lying on the cold ground,
A stark reminder that living for dreams
Is nothing more than foolish schemes,
Certain to close the heart once more.
It’s safe that way.

~CWylde © 2015

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