A TAMED HEART

And yet again, I come back to you.

The spherical cycle of your ignorance and my vulnerability always ends with you. 

Even though I feel nothing, I am not totally numb, for the emptiness inside my chest never wants to be mum.

Is this supposed to be the freedom that I craved for? Or is it the consequences of our cold war?

Oh my dearest, I promise, I never let you cross my mind, but then comes the villainous winter's midnight, accompanied by the tears who play the role of a mime. 

But it's not my fault, the moon is to be blamed, for she misses the tales of my unrequited heart that was tamed!