To those that broke my heart
&
To those helping me fix it.
[note: guys. These excerpts are not perfect. I get all insecure when it comes to writing poetry or expressing myself because I'm not very good at it. These are genuinely what I feel and ho...
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September, 2015.
I can recall the month and year when the first man in my life, broke my heart.
You were supposed to protect me. You became the man you'd warn me about. You became the man that switched up my mind to a state where, Loving any man became impossible, Loving any man became unbearable, Loving any man would hurt.
All because of you.
A thirteen-year-old girl's eyes, clouded with tears as her world came crashing down before her. She knew she wasn't ever going to forget, how you broke her heart on the month of September.
I spoke to a friend, a friend who later betrayed me. I cried to her, everyday. No one else knew, that I knew.
Why did you do it? Why did you do it? Why did you do it?
It's been three years, since you broke my heart. three years, since my image of a perfect father, disappeared along with a piece of my heart.
I've learned to forgive you, because you're still the first man in my life, but the memory will remain etched in my mind like a tombstone. I've learned to give you a second chance, but I will never learn to forget.
