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"Too Hurt to Love"

He walked in and shook her hand,
Someone had told him about her,
He played in a small band,
She was a nurse, always there.

They sat down and talked,
She was a bit awkward,
And after a while,
She began to look at a tile.

“Have you ever been in love?” he ventured,
But her emotions were censured.
He simply wanted to know,
She remained silent, then she wanted to go.

He apologized, feeling like a clown.
“That’s okay,” she said and sat down.
He changed the subject:
“The weather is perfect!”
He said as his voice retreated.
She felt completely defeated.

She couldn’t speak,
And she felt weak.
She wanted to share her past,
She wanted their chat to last.

But at that moment
He was an opponent,
Someone relaxed and fine
With putting his heart on the line.

“I know you are too hurt to love,”
He said just before he left,
“I know your heart is shattered enough,”
She felt a lump in her chest.

“But when you have recovered a bit,
I want us to try again and sit,
To see if we can fall in love,
Even if it sounds very tough.”

She still remembers those words… words,
After all the years that have passed,
How she finally put down her swords,
And let him come again and ask:
“Do you think you can fall in love,
Will you touch me without a glove?”

She still remembers those words… words,
After all the years that have passed,
How she finally put down her swords,
And let him come again and ask:
“Do you think you can fall in love,
Will you touch me without a glove?”