Broken
Are matches useless once they are used
Can love be love if someone's heart is abused
Can you love someone else, if your heart is still bruised...
We are hurt, yes, but not broken...
I wanted to leave her but before i could say it, I would start choking
I'm usually a joker but this time I wasn't joking.
She was once my queen, but I am no more her King.
Empty promises and broken dreams.
I learned a Promise Ring can turn into just a ring.
So a broken song I now sing.
We are hurt, yes, but not broken.
So I keep my chin up and keep hoping.
To meet the one I deserve.
Give her all my heart, even though it's missing a third.
Copyright © Hani Gholami | Year Posted 2014
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