Maybe it was the way you said it <br />or the way you walked away <br />Maybe it was the way it struck me <br />or how you had nothing left to say <br /> <br />I love you..how can you do this <br />please... just dont <br />just dont forget how much i loved you <br />cause i promise you i wont <br /> <br />I was supposed to love you <br />you were supposed to love me.. <br />That was in the past.. <br />its over already cant you see <br /> <br />How the hell can you be so straight up about this <br />do you even care? <br />to tell you the truth..not as much <br />dont give me that empty glare <br /> <br />just look me in the eyes <br />and say you love her more <br />what does it matter <br />he heads toward the door <br /> <br />please dont leave me like this <br />i cant go on without you... <br />I guess you'll have to learn.. <br />Cause i've found someone new. <br /> <br />I fall to the floor after he leaves <br />crying in my hands <br />i take a few weeks worth of valiums <br />the cup shatters as it lands.. <br /> <br />i watched the peices scatter around me <br />and i reach for the sharpest part <br />I hold it up to my wrist... <br />let myself slip away..my poor broken heart.<br /><br />Tara Danielle Garcia<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-poor-broken-heart/
