I Dread this Moment

It is my hopes, that this will never be read to each other. Please understand, I never wanted this to happen. Quite a while ago, we did something special. We gave each other our hearts. To keep as long as we wanted them In the hopes that one day, one day, we could mold them together as one. Please consider, as I do, that this may only be temporary. I have kept your heart, on a pedestal, it got dusty from time to time. But it was always there for me in times of trouble, and despair. I always knew I possessed your heart. I do not want to do this; I never wanted it, I have dreaded this moment, for some time now, wished things would work out, tried to work them out, figure out how, to work them out. Let us both consider this temporary. This is not to be confused, with a loss of love. Let’s both consider it just a break from each other, a break we both may need. It is my hopes, as well as my dreams, that we can work things out for us, after a time, and a break, from each other. Know this: one day, one day, I do wish to try again. Let us always keep our options open, to each other, no matter what we do, or who we are with. I now go into that little room, where I put your heart, so long ago. Where I have kept it safe, and sound. I take it gently, from its pedestal, I look at it with sad eyes, for it has been mine for so long. Tears flow from my eyes, once again. For I do not want to do this. I slowly walk from the room, holding your heart before me, not wanting to damage it, for one day, one day, it could be mine again, one day. When I reach you, I hold it proudly, for it has been mine for so long. I hold it out to you, not to give it back for good, but only temporarily. I take a piece of your heart, to keep as mine… It will not fit the place left quite right, where you take a piece from my heart It will always cause some pain, when I remember, fondly, what we meant to each other, for so long. Perhaps one day, our hearts will heal enough, to become strong again. Perhaps in the future, sometime in the future, we will find out what we do not know at this moment. That what we had truly was right, and on that day, we can offer our hearts, to each other, once again. Let us now go forth from this place, remembering what we had: The love and the caring. In hopes, that we can rekindle it once again, one day. Know now, that you are truly loved, truly wanted, and this is not what I want to do. I now offer your heart back to you. Will you offer mine back? Is this what is best for us? For if you want to keep my heart, I can not move on, without my heart, as long as it is in your possession. © Jonathan Wikkins December 6th, 2001 Revised March 4, 2008 All Rights ReservedWritten December 6th, 2001 © on Dec 06 2001 04:26 AM PST, David Michael Shurtleff   sad • personal • love • pain