Heart on a Page

Reading old diaries that I have compiled,

I saw something small - and I smiled.

The smallest of hearts, all coloured in red

And beside it a poem, a poem that said

We were forever, we were a team,

We were a match made in a dream.

Forever has faded unlike that red heart,

It sewed us together and ripped us apart

And that heart on the page that I fondly drew

Is the only thing I didn’t give you.

Reading those diaries brought everything back,

The smallest of feelings – the slightest of cracks,

And that little heart, all coloured in ink

Fills up my eye, each time that I blink.

What happened forever? What happened that team?

What happened that match that was made in a dream?

Forever has faded unlike that red heart,

It sewed us together and ripped us apart

And that heart on the page that I fondly drew

Is the only thing I didn’t give you.

I don’t draw a heart now,

I don’t write your name,

You don’t have the patience,

I know I’m to blame.

So, I’ll keep that poem

And that heart at the side

As a trophy of you

And the tears that I’ve cried.

Us Two Are An Army

If there's a dagger in your back

I'll have the stitches sewn

and put you back together,

so I won't walk alone.

If there's a worry on your mind

I'll put that fret to sleep

and wrap you up inside me,

you're my happiness to keep.

If there's a fever on your forehead

I'll be your antidote,

I'll offer you my water

and you will stay afloat.

If there's anything else needed,

I'll break my back to find

whatever makes you happy

and keeps me on your mind.

We can't be defeated.

We won't fall apart.

Us two are an army

And we have been from the start