I wear my heart on my sleeve, <br />And oh can't you see, <br />I'm begging you please, <br />Stop hurting me. <br /> <br />I don't mean to be weak, <br />I don't mean to crumble <br />But my heart is a mess, <br />And I'm starting to fumble. <br /> <br />My body is shaking, <br />It is getting too much, <br />For all I seek <br />Is your warm touch <br /> <br />But whilst you treat me like this, <br />I cannot sympathise, <br />Because behind all the love <br />Is a web of lies <br /> <br />Mistakes were made <br />There were broken ties, <br />Feelings started to fade <br />And happiness was a disguise. <br /> <br />And behind the smile <br />Was just a broken heart <br />A hurt girl <br />Who refused to fall apart <br />For the feelings were to real <br />But the ache was just too much <br />And all she yearned for <br />Was that warm gentle touch<br /><br />Ashlee Woods<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-yearns/
