Broken Love
I visualized us together.
Me with you forever.
Forsake me, you would never.
What we had was more than treasure.
You were my first love.
You were as gentle as a dove.
We fit together like a glove.
I thought it was true love.
Somehow maybe I was wrong.
Your words still echo like a gong.
Before, it was such a sweet song.
Maybe we just don't belong.
My heart is broken.
And those words you have spoken
But me, I have awoken.
Broken love, boy you've spoken.
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