She thought it was meant to be,
She even gave him her virginity.
No longer an innocent;
Her soul now fully bent.
She spends her nights alone,
Crying and waiting for the phone.
It never rings,
Making her heart sting.
Because he's made her broken,
Took her heart like a precious token,
Of all the things he put her through;
Nowhere left to go, nothing else to do.
She cries so much, her eyes are swollen.
She lives a life that's fully sullen.
Alone, depressed, scared, and scarred;
Never going to let down her guard.
She's afraid to let another man close;
Haunted by an old love's ghost.
She looks as though she is chokin'.
You can tell that she's been broken.
Copyright © Kaci Jo Atteberry