My Stolen Heart - Lost Love

I wept when my love for another, fell, and I, in his sea, was a discarded shell. A pain so deep it ached down to my bones, so oft' I asked, "will I always be alone?" My heart was weakened by his wily guise. He swooped in like a hawk with intended lies. In the dark of night, he slithered away. Like a venomous snake, he struck and then strayed. When summer grew bright, his poison seemed gone, so I looked for the strength to carry on. But skies went gray on the morning he kissed the long-legged girl with the lips that I missed. Each passing day, tidal waves I now tread. My heart has been broken, so I live in my head. January 21, 2012