the day it ended <br />was the day i died <br />they say u broke my heart <br />and that my heart was forever scarred <br />my mind was empty <br />my thoughts clear <br />all i remember was your face <br />and a single tear roll down my cheek <br /> <br />forever ill miss you <br />but ill be fine on my own <br />i don't need you anymore <br />butr my world is still grey, black, and blue <br /> <br />i still think to myself <br />why do they say you broke my heart <br />when it was not yours to break <br />and how could you break my heart <br />if it wasn't whole from the start <br /> <br />i am afraid to love again <br />afraid of th outcome <br />you were truly my best friend <br />and i will never forget you <br /> <br />my time here is up <br />as i look at this poem i have written <br />it is to tell the ones i should have loved <br />that i love them and will forever remain in their hearts <br />as long as i am not forgotten <br /> <br />i glance at the poem once more <br />then close my eyes <br />my fingers tremble <br />as i pull the triggger <br />blood splatters all over the dark walls <br />all over my favourite painting of the tiger <br />one last tear escapes my pained eyes <br />as i callaps onto the hardwood floors <br /> <br />blood pools all around me <br />hair is spralled in an almost perfect circle <br />eyes wide open <br />no more fear <br />no more pain <br />just empty and lost <br />i am free <br /> <br />my last thoughts were once again <br />how could my heart be broken <br />if it was never whole to begin with<br /><br />kelsey leroux<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-can-you-break-a-heart-that-was-never-whole-to-begin-with/
