I feel as though my heart has just been ripped out of chest
by bare hands, played with, tossed on the ground and
trampled on, only to be put back torn, broken and bruised
with the dirt from the ground that it was left on!


Yes, I am heartbroken, but the pain will fade...I still want
to be friends, that will never change, nor will the love
that I've had for you.

But now I am left: Broken. Bruised. Alone. Left here to rot
like an old, wet piece of fire wood.

I just want to know, why did you lead me on? How long did
you lead me on? Is there someone else?
Whatever the reason, it doesn't matter anymore, just know
that you will always be my first love, even though I didn't
get to tell you before you ripped my heart out and broke it.
I love you, my someone!

But now I am left: Broken. Bruised. Alone. Left here to rot
like an old, wet piece of fire wood.

(c) March 2010