
Because love is something so inspiring, people often wish to proclaim it to the world. Yet in the language of flowers, a gardenia means "I love you in secret". But that doesn't mean a secret love is any less powerful than a known one.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 251 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 1 - Published: 11-11-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3073534
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My rice paper heart
Can tear so easily
My outer golden heart
Is what I want my core to be
But even gold can melt and reveal
The weak girl that I am…
So could I help it if you were the girl that I used to be?
Could I help it if I want to see you in the mirror?
Could I help it if I just can't speak?
Well, I can't; I can't help it
Please help me
My half-hearted trust
Can't always hold so strong
My true hidden feelings
Can't be held back so long
So I strand myself in the darkness
And seal my lips with a sob…
So could I help it if you stole my heart away?
Could I help it if my broken heart clings to you?
Could I help it if you are beautiful in every way?
No, I can't; I can't help it
Don't help me
I hide my scarred fingers
As a blood drop starts to bloom
Though it was long ago, I see me as a monster
Sometimes I wish that you would too…
Could I help it if you gave me hope to get back up again?
Could I help it if I felt like I had a chance?
Could I help it if you made me feel like there's hope for me yet?
Well, I can't; so I try again
I can't give up just yet…
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