Blindly, you handed her your already bandaged heart <br />She is careful at first, <br />Almost staring in wonder, and seeing what limits she can stretch it to <br />She needed to know, just how much she could put you through. <br /> <br />She found you had a weakness for her tennis player legs <br />As well as her piercing dark eyes and playfully messy hair <br />You cannot say no to her, but she knows this. <br /> <br />But I think she now knows you are addicted <br />I think she knows that she can poke your hearts old wounds <br />I think she knows she can place new ones, <br />And I fear she’s trying to scar deeper than all those before. <br /> <br />She knows she can call you names <br />Yet you’ll return <br />She knows she can break your heart then date a close friend of yours <br />But she’ll still have your heart. <br /> <br />It kills me to watch you slowly and painfully piece your heart back together <br />Only to place it back into her careless possession <br />How much can your poor heart endear? <br /> <br />How ever much that is <br />I’m sure she’ll be the one to find out.<br /><br />Brittney Wilhoit<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-think-she-knows/
