Enough Of This

As I lay in bed,
thoughts ran through my head.
"Why does this happen?" I ask myself.
It seems that every time my heart's put on a shelf.
"This happens. Don't mope around!" People tell me.
But truth is,he makes me feel free.
He's amazing, in his own way.
I'm scared, but he's not afraid.
So here goes another day, feeling empty inside.
At least when we talk, inside they hide.