Hearts, Sleeves, & Headaches

Sometimes I get serious. When it comes to my heart, I can't fool around. So expect fewer smirks than usual with this one. [If anyone is even there] I'm a hopelessly scarred romantic. I've had my share of heartbreaks and accidents in amor. Now I scope things out a little more and try to help others see the signs that I once ignored. But now I'm in this situation and I can't talk myself through it. What do you do when you can't get the words to pour from your lips the way the leak from your heart? Is that too deep? I'm not talking about a soul mate here. I don't know what that is. I'm speaking of someone who speaks directly to the part of me that so many others have ignored. Yet I remain quiet and to myself. I have no idea what to do anymore. No one really to speak on this with. Ashamed that I can feel this way I guess. So either I'll take this leap and land on my two feet and in the presence of something new and desired or I'll fall to my demise. If only I could get my feet to move.

'Til next time