Thursday, December 24, 2009 by Mariskova
Today I've learnt
it doesn't need love
to break my heart.
A whisper at the end of the phone.
A message on the phone.
A picture on facebook.
They are enough to break my heart.
Don't pity me, please.
Because this pain I've been feeling
compared to the pain
they are feeling.
To them, I whisper strength.
To them, I whisper hope.
To myself, I wish I could keep this broken heart for myself.
And by the end of the day, I'd rather choose I didn't have to tell them
about strength and hope.