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Her Love


Her eyes were the size of the moon

Her heart was shattered into broken glass

He was all she ever knew, all she ever loved

She was blind to the pain, because it was love so great

Didn’t see it coming, and wasn’t prepared

He played with her heart because it was only a toy

She was just another face to him

He spoke his last word, they were cold and short

Her eyes were the size of the moon

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