It happened again
Just as you feared
Just as I predicted
I was rejected
And I still cant seem to move on
I wonder whats to blame
If youre fickle heart caused mine to break
Or if it was my fear of getting hurt that was my enemy
Anger and spite rise up within me
As sad and as silent as a withering flower
I wish I could physically hold your heart in my hands
So that I might actually crush it this time
However I know that I would never be able
To accomplish this feat
For if I ever held your heart in my hands
I would merely just weep
I know I could never harm you
The way you have me
But dont think
If even for a moment
Ill be waiting here when you decide
That wish to break my shattered heart for a third time.
















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