Hurt

My heart hurts. It hurts I think I know why. It hurts and I don't know why. My heart hurts fit to burst. Its a hurt that is felt in my sighs its makes my eyes glaze over and my body slouch. It makes me want to cry. But tears don' t have a place in a war with a hurting heart they just burn your throat, add bitter salt to the wound and swell your eyes.