21Jul/116

A Home In My Heart

I’ve only ever had room in my heart for one… It could be likened to a throne or a pedestal, but both are much too cold and do not suffer from a lack of occupancy. No, my heart is maybe something more like a small home, built for one.

The One may decorate as she pleases. She may keep things tidy and neat, or let the dust build up, and I won’t mind either way, so long as she’s happy in there. And much unlike a throne or a cold pedestal, the home in my heart begins to crumble when unoccupied.

Weather finds its way between small cracks, and pests move into the walls. After a while, anyone who sets foot inside will find herself feeling very uneasy and unwelcomed, as if trespassing on some sacred estate. The floorboards will creak and moan underfoot, and hung, there remain faded photos of the same faceless woman caught in the same angry moments.

I need to do some housekeeping in my heart… To take down those old photos and wipe away the dust, shoo the rats and cockroaches from the walls and patch up the cracks. I want the next person I let inside to feel warm and welcomed...

A throne or a pedestal just wouldn’t do for the one I’m waiting on... She’ll find a home in my heart, and it’ll be filled with music and soft light.

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  1. Awwh. You have such a way with words. I hope the next girl to have that place in your heart treats you well. You seem too sweet to just be left to ruin. <3

  2. you inspire me so much. as i write this im listen to “Birds in a Storm” and its really helping me…express how i feel.
    instead of taking it out instead of like…other things.
    God i don’t know why im saying this.
    but i cut. im (medically) bipolar. and im just trying to be patient w.this guy…but i don’t know what to do. i don’t know.
    he cheated, but i love him.
    i dont know. sometimes i just want to die. but i know thats the answer.
    so i’ll just sit here…listen to this song.
    and cry.

    sorry for the rant </3

    • listen (to Ronnie especially), talk, write, express
      you’ll get through this eventually
      someone has a place for you in his house ;)
      just keep holding on

  3. You write so eloquently. I hope you find what you’re looking for.

  4. Pedestals ALWAYS crumble.

  5. You’ve done it again Ronnie
    Make something come alive like that with your words
    It amazes me time and time again
    I almost envy that girl that will get to live there..
    You should make a song about this..


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