Dianeisms

This one speaks for itself

Posted by Dianeism , Friday, June 4, 2010 4:00 PM

Loving a rag doll

Your perfect in every way.
Perfect hair, perfect mouth, perfect body, but you’ve lost your heart today.

It’s on your sleeve, showing your discontent by not being in your body.

Your empty glance makes way for your lifeless touch.

As I love and hug my rag doll it goes limp in my arms.

I try and try and get no response.

Before you know it, the perfect doll isn’t so perfect anymore.

The hair is frayed, the mouth droops, and the body tattered.
And my heart is shattered.

But it’s not your fault you wear your heart on your sleeve and I can see where it is.

I just want it repaired I don’t care how it is his.

Forgive and forget the heart will reawaken, it will be repaired by someone else’s taken.