The second hand ticks away
So does the minute hand
Hours fly by that you aren't here
In the same room beside me
Your arms around my fragile body telling me it's okay
It is like you have disappeared
Because you did
The second hand rewinds back to that moment
So does the minute hand
When you left and never turned back to glance at me
Not even once
Your here now in this room
Demanding to know whats wrong
You want to knows wrong?
It's you left me and now your back
Demanding to know everything you missed
It's wrong your here right now
Begging to make up for lost time
You ran away from and missed out
To let me forgive you for everything you missed
To make me acknowledge you are "here now"
No you cant waltz in here not to hurt me again
And remember you were the one
Who lost everything including me
Have fun in life without me
YOU ARE READING
Bruised Heart
PoetryPoetry pieces of 2018 This cover is temporary and this description.