Of Battered Hearts & Bitter Coffee

My dear

There it lay at my feet,
Shattered to a million pieces,
For you couldn't catch it as it fell,
Totally and completely under your spell.

My dear, it's not your fault,
That my eyes are overflowing with water and salt,
My dear I do not blame you,
For not saying back the three magic words I said to you,
It's completely your choice,
Do not feel guilty for the crack in my voice,
My dear, I do not hate thee,
Just because you could not love me,
Do not fear,
That silent tear,
Rolling down my cheek,
Right now despair is of what I reek,
But I will mend my heart,
And our friendship will continue to soar high like a sky lark,
My dear I hope you find someone,
Who will climb with you to the top of life's stairway,
These stiches on my heart will soon turn to scars,
And maybe I might find someone to kiss them away,
But for now, my dear leave me be,
As I pick up the pieces of what used to be.