13. To my Heart

When will you learn to love,
my old weird little heart,
when will you learn to bid a goodbye to the ones you have met,
sorry to ones you have hurt and said,
my old weird little heart,
can't take it anymore,
when it's the time to go.

This bickering with your brain is real, but so is this throbbing in me,
my old weird little heart,
because it hurts everyday and it is paining,
the absence of someone who was once there.
when will I stop pushing people away,
my old weird little heart,
when will you learn to let them stay,
not get caught cold feet midway,
stop listening to the same songs on repeat,
and holding back the things until you fall asleep,
until you want to leave, with this feeling,
that my old weird little heart
can't take it anymore,
It's time to head back home.