No More Happy Endings

January 6, 2009
Everything is done.
Everything is ruined.
There is no more fun.
It’s like our hearts were bitten.
Torn apart.
My only heart.
You were my choosing.
But my heart was bruising.
It’s now sore.
My heart was torn.
Now my life is a bore.
I guess I’m a love whore.
Wanting you.
Forever and ever.
And you wanting me
Till the end of time.
I didn’t want you to leave me.
But your heart isn’t mine.
I wish upon a shooting star,
Wherever it may be,
To have all of you only to me.

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Violetheartt said...
Aug. 5, 2011 at 11:44 am
This is an awesome poem that lots of people can connect with. Good job :)
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