Plastic Hearts

Once Upon A Time...

Once upon a time... because it's no longer true

And no matter how hard I try,

I cannot forget you,

I've just gotten used to the idea

That I will never have you.

But will she love you

As much as I do?

Will she write for you

Whole volumes of poetry?

We both know the answer,

You can hate me as much as you want,

But everything passes

Even hatred fades,

I no longer search for you

But I still wait for you,

Maybe someday, for the first time,

I will be the poem you read

Rather than the poet.