I was never asking to be right... Only to be understood. Funny... Love is the only courtroom where the sentence is handed down before the truth takes the stand. You judged my actions; I begged you to read my heart. Intentions don't erase pain... But pain should never erase intentions. You wanted my heart, just not its heartbeat. Hearts skip beats. They don't stop loving. The deepest wound wasn't my mistake... It was watching the one who knew my heart best trust my mistake more than my character. I never asked to be loved like I was perfect. Only loved like I was yours. One mistake should never speak louder than a lifetime spent proving the truth of my heart. Even now, still...
Slam poetry by Lucyalia