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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I was feeling grand like the leader of the band, But you departed south to a Caribbean island; and it was Just about the time I fell for you and was quickly set aflame. I thought you would return, but back to me you never came. Nevertheless, I got over you and never pouted or cast blame. And then, after a long season, by chance, I saw you on a bus. That's when I knew for sure; that was clearly the end of us. So yes, you broke my heart, but I was able to make a new start. Yes, I managed to overcome you, but I'm not saying that it wasn't hard. You were very high class, but things started to unravel so very fast. I had no reason to think that the joy we began to share wouldn't last. No, you were not the first, and as time unfolded, you wouldn't be the last. There were others who whispered sweet sounds into my ears and quietly passed. I'm no iron man, but this heart of mine became experienced in the school of aching, and it seems that each of my heartaches and breaks hurt differently than the last breaking. It hurts real bad when love ends so soon, striking at noon, and the flame is out by the entry of the moon. Maybe it was Memphis, or perhaps Sioux Falls or Chicago, or was it San Juan, Puerto Rico? The time came when it really didn't matter anymore; when I slowly closed the door and let it go. Funny thing about heartbreaks; they are unique but all feel the same, so filled with pain. I tell you, there is no shame, and I think that like the butterfly, I learned to fly from lessons 'in cocoons of strain'. 020121FBPSCtest, 'Break My Heart, Why Don't Cha', Edward Ibeh
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