although it may bring pain, sleepless nights, & tears to her eyes there still lies a love in her eyes that continues to grow for him
while on the outside she may appear to still have physical possession of her beating heart, if you look within her sleep deprived & tearful eyes you can see that he is the one that has possession of her heart, a heart that beats for him
he has her heart in his hands & yet he remains clueless of the power he possesses over it as it slowly begins to break within the strength of his hands, hands she still considers a safe haven
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