Story of my life

this is the world we see and feel, it grips me and tears me into the dark of my soul, it is apart of my feasting upon my heart.... it is my heart

I once called her my love, my destiny, she said the same about me, then she broke my heart and gave the pieces to another man. It bled upon the floor of our house we built together. Staining it red. Alone i remain and alone i will stay. I will never fall in love again for my heart is with her

The beginning started with a date and ended with a kiss, this bliss we had lasted a life time, but ended quickly i took her hand and held onto it. she spoke softly "goodbye" and we parted. I said i would call and i did 20 times and she never picked up