The Loner's Heart
Hearts wanting to be loved desperately
Love's eyes see only black and white
They know not the many shades
The brilliant colors that unite.
If only our eyes could see this way,
We'd know exactly what we need,
But often we over analyze the future
And easily plant the seed.
We don't aim to walk this road alone,
Yet nobody's worth all the unintensional pain.
No need to cast a harmful stone
The loner's heart will gently fall like rain.
We don't always understand
The life others once have led,
Their habits, their choices...
Or what goes on in their head.
Accepting the known facts is wise,
Being aware that there will be many more
Safely prepares the loner's cautious heart
Before subconciously opening a new door.
