Before we met,
my heart was young,
it showed its reactions
to everyone.
Worn on my sleeve,
it was easy to know,
easy to see feelings
come and go.
But since we’ve met,
my heart’s a closed door,
no-one knows the hurt
or happiness anymore.
Not even you – and you
hold the key but what
is the good when
you don’t love me?
Frances Macaulay Forde @ 1965
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