My Heart Is Placed In Your Hands

My heart is placed in your hands, by no fault but my own
To trust so freely, without believing things could go wrong
I see my heart there now, Just waiting to be crushed
Into fine powder, through the strength of your hands.
I want it to matter to you, I want you to want it
Yet you look at it as this foreign and un-welcomed object
As if the concept of ever loving me back is as unfeasible as the skies caving in
It is a terrible feeling; to want to be wanted and yet have no chance
To give your everything and your all, just for it to be unnoticed
Isn’t that life
You try and try, pushing yourself up the steepest hill; Only to get knocked back by the wind
The feelings I have for you at times are overwhelming. Like a cascade of water just waiting to drown me
Moving on isn’t simple
But maybe that is the only way to do it
How do you toss aside love
How do I put down my open hands, waiting for your heart as well
To have it in my hands, and have the power to make you feel the way I feel about you
To make you see the things you do to me; with just one simple touch, one simple caress
To feel your heart melt at the very thought of me, at my very touch; would mean more than you know
But until then, you have mine
Until I can’t take the pain of waiting for you any longer
I am here, and I will always love you
I just won’t wait on this forever
I can’t
I believe
I hope