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Heartbreak
After
Heartbreak

I knew this would happen, again.
I knew you would say that, again.
I knew I would lay on the bathroom floor and cry, again.
I knew my heart would break into pieces, again.

I'm keep hoping.
That it's just a dream.
That it will be over.
That I could be the one.

"You are right here, but so out of reach."
I think about these words and repeat it every second in my mind.
While I think about the words your eyes come into my head.
I see how you look at her the same way I look at you.

I gave you my heart to complete yours.
You completed yours and let it break by others.

It hurts.
I can't think straight.
Tears are falling down my cheeks.
Hope that nobody sees it in the rain.
My heart is bleeding in my chest.
I want to throw it out.
I don't want to feel again.
I don't want to love again.

Do you see how much you've hurt me?

No, don't look.
Don't look at my demons crying on the bathroom floor and craving for your love.

They tell me that I have to forgive you, because that's where healing starts.
I did.
Every heartbreak.
Why am I still bleeding?

I don't know what to do anymore.
If I leave you, it will break both of us.
If you leave me, it will only break me.

How much can my tired heart take?
How much do you need to hurt me until I learn from it?
How much do I need to change until I am me again?

Tell me.

Help me.

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