Oh, no, she is so.. so.. oh so vicious, as eye contact is shattered by the cracks in her melting heart. His eyes were enchanting. They were soft, warm, safe.. wait! Safe? In the eyes of a 'lover'? There is so such thing as safe in a romance so unexpected, so unplanned.. there is no such thing as safe at all.. is there? These cracks in her heart come from wear and tear. The constant solidity and low temperature were built as a defense mechanism, protecting the precious materials that lay within after they were in underabundance so many times. So when 'love' comes around, she melts (slowly, but surely). Because of the cracks, she leaks, she is spilled. The effects of the spill over the rest of her body is pain, sharp pain--in order to cope with this unnecessary (and unexplained to the unaware) pain, she must grit her teeth and move on, changing her personality, becoming someone she is not. She aches too badly to carry on normally. This then becomes the root of all of her problems. She becomes suspicious and cynical, doubting everything about him that she once saw as a sure, beautiful thing. She holds onto him with such a grip that he, too, cries out in pain. He has to get away from this indifferent monster, but he still wants to find the girl he had known before. What is he to do, but flee? There are many other girls, of course. The one he fell in love with can't possibly be that much different from another.
Isolation becomes the solution. In solitude, she may again grow cold. This is no way to live because frostbite is deathly and all of the exposure to ice will eventually be the end of her. What she needs is someone who will research the problem, someone who will open her up, find the cracks, and spend months and years trying to sew them up, even if she continues to bleed out. With persevearance and hard work, he will find the solution. Her body and it's self mechanisms will calm down, she will be at ease, she will be free.
And then, only then, will she trust again.
When you try your best but you don't succeed
When you get what you want but not what you need
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep
Stuck in reverse.
And the tears come streaming down your face
When you lose something you can't replace
When you love someone but it goes to waste
Could it be worse?
Lights will guide you home
And ignite your bones
And I will try to fix you
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Fix You
Posted by Amanda at 1:35 PM
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