When Will You Realize?

When are you going to open your eyes and see what you are doing to not only my heart, but also my soul.
When are you going to realize, that you've ripped my heart out and it is now beating in the palm of your hand.
It's beating. Not to keep me alive. It's beating for you.
When are you going to see behind my fake smile?
Look into my eyes, you can spot the pain I've been hiding.
My sore throat caused from choking back tears and sobs.
Silly boy, when will you realize that to me you mean more than a best friend.
Silly boy, how many times do I have to tell you I love you... before you realize that those three words truly mean something.
I have poured my heart out to you countless times.
You tell me you love me.
You hold me in your arms.
You're always here, yet you're so far away from me.
You kill my depression. Knock the blade out of my hand...
But when I hand you the key to my heart, you walk away.
4 years. I've been here. Committed to you. Loving you. Wanting only you.
4 years, you've broken my heart and then stitched it back together with thread all of your own.
You're the person I trust more than anyone in this twisted world, I set my heart in the palm of your hand. No box. No cage. No bubble wrap. Just my heart.
Yet you've broken it the most.