My heart's been broken one too many times,
is it beyond repair?
Sweep away the pieces that mattered in the trash,
do you even care?

Tears streaming down my face, I cry for you,
do you even hear?
Your back straight, your head held up high,
shedding not a tear.

You walked away without a second glance,
You don't care to see.
Another person is on your mind now,
and you forget me.

All alone with my heart broken in front of me,
it's hard to be strong.
pick them up, put them back together,
and try to move on.

I still cry at the sound of your name,
I weep gently.
Pictures torn in half, but I still keep your side,
just a memory.

Time has moved on, I wonder about you,
who do you see?
Do you treat them like that person that they are,
or do you treat them like me?

05/30/2002

Author's Note: Again, more emotional 'My love life is ****ed-up' poem, but I have received a few comments on this. I don't think it's half bad.

Posted on 05/30/2002
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