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Diary of a Broken Heart


We were just friends at the start,

Always having fun, never apart.

Then one day something sparked.

The next thing I knew, you had my heart.

 

The days flew by,

I lost track of time.

Every time I was with you,

I was on cloud nine.

 

Then one day you asked me to be your girlfriend,

I exclaimed, Yes! And prayed we’d last until the very end.

No one could look at me and say I was not happy,

Happy that I was with you, and you were with me.

 

With me in your arms, you told me you loved me.

Then gently kissed my forehead and gave me a squeeze.

I was convinced you were the one for me,

Apart from you, that would never be.

 

Just when I thought all was well,

Was when you began to put me through hell.

You said, “We should just be friends.”

That’s when I knew it was the end.

 

I looked into your eyes trying to search for why,

It was all I could do not to begin to cry.

Where I once saw love, I now saw nothing.

I couldn’t believe you no longer felt something.

 

I lay in bed counting my tears,

Each representing what I had hoped would be years.

Years of happiness, for us to be together,

A long-lived life, forever and ever.

 

But in my heart I know this will never be.

For in your heart no longer is there a place for me.

I gave you my all, I gave you my heart,

Little did I know, you would tear it all apart.

 

Every day I place a smile on my face.

As for tears, there is no longer any trace.

You ripped me apart, yes this is true,

And still Forever and Always, I’ll love you

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