It's a funny thing
When you fall for someone
it feels like you're flying instead
when it should feel like you're jumping out of a plane.
It doesn't feel like falling until it ends.
when you break and lose yourself,
heart left untied.
no way to rewind.
He took your heart and made it his,
Or did you hand it away?
you gave him something
He didn't want.
Is he really to blame?
You fell..
He didn't.
So who did the heart breaking?
who did the wrecking?
Is love as complicated as it seems
Or do we just rush things?
Does our heart beat for another?
we bring home the boys to our mother.
But what about the boy who you never got the
Chance to take home to ma?
The boy who broke your heart the most
by never giving you a chance.
YOU ARE READING
anxiety is killing me.
Poetrybroken hearts, love, tortured past. Ya know, the usual for poetry. Read with an open mind . I also know this won't make it into the Wattys but worth a shot.
