I remember the day she broke my heart,
When trust shattered, torn apart.
Caught her cheating, talking to someone new,
In that moment, my world turned dark and blue.
I remember the day she broke my heart,
A pain so deep, it tore me apart.
The betrayal cut through me like a knife,
Leaving me wounded, questioning my life.
I remember the day she broke my heart,
The agony I felt, a work of cruel art.
Her words of deception echoed in my ears,
Piercing my soul, fueling my fears.
I remember the day she broke my heart,
The tears streaming down, tearing me apart.
The weight of betrayal, heavy on my chest,
Leaving me gasping, longing for rest.
I remember the day she broke my heart,
The emptiness engulfed me, tearing me apart.
The love we had, now tainted and stained,
Leaving me lost, in a world unrestrained.
I remember the day she broke my heart,
The trust we had, forever torn apart.
The pain I felt, etched deep in my core,
Leaving me broken, longing for more.
But I also remember the day I found my strength,
To heal the wounds and go to any length.
To rise above the pain and find my way,
To rebuild my heart, stronger each day.
I remember the day she broke my heart,
But I won't let it define my life's chart.
For in the depths of darkness, I found my light,
And emerged stronger, ready to take flight.
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talking to the Moon - that's Y I wrote iT.
PoetryI share the words that have flowed from my heart over the years since my last publication. Although it's been a while, my pen never rested; I continued to write, capturing the essence of my experiences in verses that resonate with the soul. This col...
