nothing beats your last words to me,
little did i know it'd be the last time i ever heard from you,
the terror that was left behind
soaked me downi've never felt pain like this in my life,
for someone i would of died for,
this man didn't just rip mepiece
by
piecehe destroyed me,
he changed me into someone
i don't even knowi look myself in the mirror,
and i don't see me anymoreit's a different person,
just my face only shows in the reflectioni still love him,
he carries apart of my soul with himi hate him,
i'm surprised the drugs didn't kill him yetthe once charming man to this love story,
turns into the felon who stole everything from me
apart of me i will never get back
years went by,
but i still haven't gotten that part of me backi don't think i ever will
i'm destroyed,
damagedbroken
this man who i was so in love with
is now the felon that is wanted for robbery of my soul
i love you,
i hate youthe felon got away
YOU ARE READING
jar of hearts (a poetry story)
Poetrywho do you think you are? running around with a jar of hearts?