by Erin Jones
I handed him my heart with all the love inside.
He took it and smiled.
He dropped it to the ground and smiled.
He stepped on it and smiled.
As he ground it into the floor
he watched me sink into myself,
Every time he looks at my pain,
as he's crushing my heart beneath his foot,
he's still smiling.
I've fallen in love with his smile.
Posted on 12/03/2007
Copyright © 2020 Erin Jones
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Mary Frances Spencer on 12/03/07 at 05:45 AM|
This is painfully good! MFS
|Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 12/03/07 at 09:20 AM|
A fine piece of heartbreak. Welcome to Pathetic.
|Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 12/03/07 at 01:48 PM|
welcome to Pathetic. my advice kick him to curb! if he is already this callus, it will only get worse!
|Posted by Richard Vince on 12/08/07 at 10:32 PM|
wow. powerful stuff. alas, the feeling sounds familiar. our hearts make some weird choices sometimes.