Who owns your heart?

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romance

Someone once told me to be careful with who owns my heart. She said baby,  It's wise to be aware of the decisions that you make, even if they hurt you and cause you to be lonely in the end. And i will not entertain foolishness Because those types of games are played by kings and queens who can afford to play games with matters of the heart. But i have never been fortunate enough to afford that luxury and I, I have been accused of being stone faced and a heartless love to previous lovers, and i make no apologies because it is better to be broke of love than to be broken down by men with no real understanding of the word. So you can call me what you'd like but i will be here with my heart in tact perfectly aligned to the left side of my chest, saving my damn self and dancing in the beautiful drumming rhythmns  of the rain. I've learned to separate my heart from my feelings to escape the torture of death. Sparing myself from the misfortunes that love of the wrong kind will bring. Giving someone an inch only for them to take an island. Swearing that will be the last time. Pushing bulls*** so deep into my mind that I begin to vomit the meaningless words uttered by a man who had no depth or understanding of the words I love you . Stay with me, be with me, i want you forever, i need you. Filthy words uttered with contempt, "proven" by his actions. I will not be a victim, nor give my heart so freely because old scars can heal over new wounds. And i will let the wind whistle into my ears until he finds me and I am ready. Until then i will be in love with my pen, and the sweat from my frustrations on paper giving me purpose and all the love that i will need from other poets singing of love songs and broken hearted memories, pinched between silent screams of a heart that is so tired of being broken. So I will continuously ask myself this question; is it me who owns my own heart?