the walk away

she packed up her heart again
sickly sweet feeling gnawing at her from the pit of her stomach
but it had to be done
this walk away before it became too much
she had already fallen so hard
so completley
given over her heart without a second thought
or backward glance
but the feeding frenzy had begun
a plague had settled
and her mind was telling her to run
so she shook aside the yearning to stay
the peace that had soothed her soul for a short while
and rode aback the beast of her discontent
it was better this way
get out now
get out clean
get out before her heart was irrevocably broken
who was she kidding? it was already broken
and the shards caught in her eyes and throat
and made her cry out
for him
but she had already begun to stem the flow
block his view and keep him at bay
it hurt
but it was a necessary wound
self inflicted
a preservation of sorts
for she knew if he broke her completely there would be no recovery
her love for him grew out of each moment
tore into her mind and soul
a delicious discomfort
but fear would have its say
its way
so she began to pluck away at her feelings
bottle them up and bury them
and lay no claim on this love that could not be so easily stemmed
though try she must
the walk away
before he caught her forevermore
though her heart had long been his for the taking
would always be
and it was a risk she could not afford
so she packed up her heart
built herself a safe haven
and found herself destitute