O heart.
It was in thy nature to hope, to dream, to see the best in people, to see possibility.
Did you lose it?
Or did it simply go underground?
You were so open
And when someone showed up to love you,
You happily opened all the doors.
But the one who came in
Was sad and dark
He mourned and railed
And nothing could make him happy.
And you,
My empathetic, sympathetic heart felt all of the darkness with him.
You held him and felt the despair and then you began
To be confused about whose despair it was.
O heart you forgot who you were
How it felt to feel joy
How it felt to hope.
Let’s not forget again.
The Hamlet Project 