Poemas, textos...

I'm aware I write too much about you

I'm aware I write too many poems about you
I'm pretty sure you know that too
You inspired me about love
And about the good things from above
But now you're my inspiration for pain
Since you left me with no gain
And a broken heart
Now that we're apart

I still write about you
Because I'm incapable to let you go
Wish you'd feel that way too
But it was easy so you did it so
Why does it hurt that much in me?
For you it's the easiest thing
To pretend you can't even see
Me standing here while my heart sing
The saddest song tonight
My broken heartbeat is the melody
While you slowly leave my sight
It's like a comedy
I'm suffering
Picking all my heart pieces from the ground
And you're laughing and enjoying
My broken heart sound