The perks of being a wallflower
#5
Some say a broken heart is like a shattered vase. Fragile pieces scattered all over the place. The shattered pieces of broken glass seem to go everywhere unlike the pieces of a broken heart that seem to pierce your soul. With faith and hope you try to mend the broken heart unlike the vase it cannot be so easily replaced. It takes a while to mend it and then you lock it up. You hide the key and wait to see if someone can be found. A special person who will use the key to unlock the heart. A unique person who will handle the heart with gentle hands. Who can be honest, truthful and handle it with care. My heart and I wonder is there really that kind of person out there. And finally I've met you. I treasured you in my heart. I wished we'd never be apart because you're the best thing I've ever had. I never thought I could be this sad. You told me you're better off alone. Baby, I guess it was never meant to be, I miss what we used to be but baby, can't you see that I'm dying? I've spent all of my lonely nights crying, making myself believe it's not true and end up waking in the morning without you. My heart seems to shatter every time I hear your voice reminding me of what we had and your stupid choice. I wish I had never made that stupid decision, the one that changed my life forever. I wish I could still make you see how much you meant to me. Somehow I believed you and I tried to be strong. Deep inside me I know something is wrong but because I loved you I continued to hold on. And the one day I woke up with tears in my eyes, I told myself "That's enough." and so I realized that I've given everything I've ever had but despite all of these you chose to break my heart. It's true I've never been perfect but I thought you told me that everyone has it's own defects. I know that I hurt you, I know I made you cry but I've always been true to you, my love was never a lie.