Torn Heart

June 28, 2011
By , Baltimore, MD
I miss him.
Without his presence my life is grim.
I fell to fast.
My heart goes boom like a blast.
I need him to see me.
So it can be not you and I but a we.
Our lives going in different ways.
Trying to get to your heart is like a maze.
My love needs you like a poor man needs wealth.
Reaching for your heart on the top shelf.
You tell me you want me to be yours.
But nothing happens and that makes my heart sore.
Its time to move on.
But in what direction my heart is torn.

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