I'm not the easiest person to let into your heart...
I raped his love. I pilaged his heart. I tried to bury him where nobody else would look. I wasn't ready to enjoy my treasure so I sailed far away and left him stranded.
You see, a pirate's life is a lonely one. Nobody ever taught me about what to do when a person is my treasure. I grew up only understanding what materials were important and feelings were never talked about. When I discovered this amazing feeling that I've learned to call love, I wanted to keep it a secret. Every time I'd ever discovered something that felt valuable, I'd learned to hide it away as not to alert others of my posession so they may try to steal it. I didn't know you can't put a feeling in your pocket-- since it doesn't really belong to you.
So he took it back.
I miss my precious jewel.
I asked if I could hold it again... he said he'd think about it... and then he held me.
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