And I'll Teach My Heart Not To Break

Just let me know where I am in your life.
I'm sure it's not that hard.
My heart is open like a book,
longing for your fingers to turn the page.
I wait, helplessly for you
in the chaotic peace where you left me.
And I'll stay here until you return
the way the sky awaits the sun.
Except I have no moon to take your place when you leave.
I know I seem so vulnerable and hopelessly with hope,
But I'm stronger than I seem.

I can teach my heart not to break.

I can will the tears to stop.
I can smile and tell you I'll be alright.
I can agree to the impossible friendship that follows goodbyes.
I can keep your number in my phone
and not look at your old I-love-you's with regret.
I can be the epitome of politeness
when you introduce me to her like an old friend.
I can live on like our yesterdays
were merely dreams that never were.
I can do all those things with practiced elegance,
the way true lovers love.

Just please don't leave me hanging.
And I'll teach my heart not to break.

Because, really...
It's funny that we could teach our hearts so many things:
To open up or to close.
To let go or to hold on.
To cling to hope or to simply give up.
To avenge or to heal.
To forgive.
To accept.
To move on.

But never who to love...