The sun never asks the earth,
If she loves him less or more;
There’s no bargain to be made;
There lies no exit door;
The sea has no vows broken,
As each wave pulls from the shore;
She never questions her love,
Nor asks, if the land loves her more.
And I should have known better,
Before love made me a whore;
Maybe, before I lose to life,
I could have charged it a bit more.
I stepped in with care –
Despite that we fight.
I try to find middle ground –
You can’t read what I write…
You are not open nor out,
So you hold my hand,
Only in my castle grounds,
Or when I misunderstand…
I will love you –
The one way I know.
It won’t lessen.
It will only grow.
You are young and scared,
I am scared I am old;
Your goals are diamonds,
My hope merely gold.
It does not give a warning.
It is never, ever, kind.
It comes like a hurricane,
Playing havoc on the mind.
The heart allows it entry.
The brain never has a say.
Time becomes a mad whirlwind
That demands the present pay.
It’s falling in ice water:
The lungs are about to burst;
There comes the gravest hunger,
With the most terrible thirst.
All the world becomes a blur,
As the hurricane breaks you;
And if you are not grounded,
It will ravage and take you.
Hearts Still Care 
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