Splattered pieces of my heart.. --iCyFiRe

I've silently given my heart to people,
ones that don't even know I exist.
Little pieces of it are scattered around this campus,
and they'll never care to notice
that there is a tiny piece of my heart on their back.
While I'm out walking with an empty heart,
and my insides are torn apart,
just so I could let you know that I care,
you're continuing to leave me here.
I held out my feelings to you in the palm of my hand,
but you were too wrapped up in yourself to notice.
I'll sit next to you in the classroom,
and you won't even know what you took from me,
or what pain you've caused me.
You just see me as the girl who sits next to you in class.
Yet no matter how much I'm hurting inside,
in that empty little spot where my heart should be,
I'll never want my own heart back from you.
That space will remain empty and hurting,
until the day that you are there to fill it back up,
and let me be whole again.
So I'll walk along these stone walls,
and glance over at that little piece of me across the courtyard,
and I'd sigh,
wondering if any one notices its existance.
I'll continue walking,
only to stumble upon another piece of my heart lying on the ground,
torn and battered from all who've walked over it.
I'd let a single tear fall to the ground next to it,
so that little piece of me would not be lonely,
and I'd keep on walking,
trying to ignore the pieces of me splattered all over these walls.
I'll try to hold what is left of myself together,
just to get through another day...
...ignoring these painful reminders of how I care too much.

--iCyFiRe
**11/8/02

ehh not the best, but thanks for reading! :o)

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