A Woman’s Heart..

Her love is like a curse,
A painful one that is the hardest to bare.
There is so much secrecy between two lines of words she spoke of,
So many untold tales and unfinished lies stringing together beneath her smile.
Her pride, was all she had left,
Watching her love stray away to someone else arms…
She accept everything even when it hurts her pride the most.
Watch her… as she hid the truth from the world.

The world and even you could judge her and accuse her of adultery,
But she will never reveal to you the truth even if it kills her.
She rather you hate her for all she did then to face your hatred towards the one person she love, that’s is your father.
The truth about him is all it takes to tear you apart.
But because she had loved him so, and would do all it takes to make you happy,
She takes all the blame and all your hatred,
Absorb all your criticism and still try to stand above it all as if everything never happen.
That is how she kept her pride and destroyed her image in your eyes…

This place where she first loved him, she’ll guard it with all her heart.
What do you know of this place?
To you it’s where you and your dad share everything…
To her, this very place where she first fall in love with him.
In a battle field like this, she’ll risk everything!
She would throw in her tramp card and set the world apart,
Even when she already knew the ending comes with such heartbreaking result.
Still she did all she possibly could to defend her rights.

A woman’s heart is difficult to anticipate…
Their way of expressing their love to wards their child is different,
Mostly because it’s hard to understand the little sacrifice they give unknowingly.
Their love for their child is up most importance to them,
But many find it so unbearable to return their love back to them…
That is why you rebel and only knew what you thought was right…
Wait my child, wait….
Until the day you learn of her sacrifice….

It takes so long to unveil the truth… do you dare to hear it for yourself?
How does it feels to know everything?
Realising all the time you spent hating someone like her…
When all she ever tried to do was preventing you from getting hurt.
She’ll tell you she’s no angel and how not noble of her…
Because keeping everything wrap inside a small box call the heart,
Is the selfish thing she did for her love…