my heart... oh my heart...

my heart... oh my heart...
how much more must you tolerate this,
how long more would you pretend?
how many times have you ignore this torment?
how will you free your life from this suffering.
it's not wrong to love,
it's not wrong to give for love...
it's not wrong to withstand it's obstacles.
but its a painful to be treated like a toy.
it's hurtful to be played like a ball....
and be ignorant to it's mistakes.

my heart... oh my heart...
you love him for all this while,
because you do,
you give and give till you barely had enough,
your heart hurts and cry,
you cry till no more tears left to tear.
you silence it well that even people don't see,
how painful it was here.
you only wanted to protect it,
guard it from being broken,
hold it for as long as you could.
you got hurt because you cared.
because you never let go....

my heart.. oh my heart...
pain, they wouldn't leave.
even when at its last stage,
the pain will only stay,
it'll get harder for you,
it'll make you want to give up...
the tears you cry will dry off,
that when breaking up the most hurtful thing,
you unable to cry no more.
the torment will get tougher,
so tough that you could barley hang in.
you'll get your heart broken over the time,
that after leaving him,
your heart only left a smallest piece,
like shattered glass on the floor.

my heart... oh my heart...
They say happiness is like thin glass of water,
The more you fill the glass, it'll overflow.
Too much happiness can make one greed for more.
That they often never see the trouble would come.
Like any thin glass... once broken...
It’ll shatter to pieces, even if you try to mend them...
It’ll never be able to look like once before.
Even the water can never be filled to its fullest.
Likewise a heart... too much of love,
Can only bring pain,
And when it's hurt and broken,
The feelings will wear off...
Even when you try to fix the relationship...
There can never be the same trust or the same love to share