A poem I wrote when my heart was broken. |
I’ve given him my heart But now it feels we’ve drawn apart He’s tied a string around it, tight It’s now a yo-yo, makes me cry at night He likes me now, he doesn’t then I think I’ve started to hate men When the yo-yo’s in his hands I feel so special, once it lands But when he drops it to the ground Stains from tears on my pillow found Go with the flow, I try to do But without him, my life feels through I think that I should feel hate But still I think “tomorrow” and so I wait I wait for tomorrow, but it never comes My heartbeat thumping like out of control drums I go to sleep, my face wet with tears And my dreams keep replaying all of my fears The petals fall, “He loves me, he loves me not” And it feels like he forgot Was all so sudden, when he stopped Then the yo-yo fiercely dropped I don’t know why, I only know If he loves me, then he should shoe He should hold my hand, give me a smile If I were away, he’d walk the mile But still I’m waiting, a helpless girl Who needs back her heart in the upward twirl Please, give it back, or take good care Or tell me how you really feel, if you dare Stop, don’t lead me along Just untie my heart, and I’ll move on I Can’t forget you, can’t continue Until I know that you’ll be true I love you, Adam, I want you to know But for two months, I’ve felt so low. |