A Skeptical Heart Poem by Shilesha Johnson

Mine as well end it
How sure I am is what scares me the most
I've been more sure and got treated like toast
Scraped on, burned and treated like the crust
Mistaking love for lust
Mistaking sex for affection
But with him it's a different vibe and connection
And here I am again
Only now I am certain
And I felt that void space in my heart get warm
And the wounds started closing
Smiling at the texts, having eyes for him only
Beginning to have me open
My past was less thought of
My pain less felt and memories less remembered
Because for once it seemed as if my happiness was considered, and not an ocassional thing
Because the amount of times I'd smile was almost greater than the joy hed bring
I was hanging by a nail ready to fall within a touch
And it scares my insides to like a person this much
Cause most do the necessary things to have me and forget to do right by me when they do
So I'll just forget it ever was
Because three heartbreaks in a row? My heart just can't do