• heart You have loved for so long but yet you have never been loved. Only told things that weren't the truth, just what you wanted to hear, what you wanted to believe. Your brain belives what your heart knows is wrong. With each lie told your heart cracks just a little bit more, and with each tear another inch of hope is drained from you.
    From all of this you have no hope or trust. Your spirit is gone and you are a dull mass roaming the earth, not sure what to do with yourself or where to go.

    For all of those who have never felt this, you are the lucky ones. For I myself has felt the pain of heartbreak. I know how it feels to be torn apart, not sure what your purpose is, not sure who you are. I know how it feels to doubt every compliment you get, knowing they just don't want to hurt you, when you know its too late. I know how it feels to look at the person you love imagine you in their arms then look at them and see someone else. I know how it feels to have died inside and think "how could this be happening?" This poem was for you. heart