Broken Heart

In halls of learning, where hearts entwine, A student's secret love did forever shine. He'd gaze at her, with eyes so bright, But alas, his feelings weren't reciprocated in sight. His heart, a canvas, painted red with pain, A masterpiece of love, in vain. He'd scribble notes, with tears that fell, A broken heart, his story to tell. Like a lost book, his love was misplaced, Shelved in silence, with a forgotten face. He'd wander corridors, alone and blue, A student of heartache, with a lesson or two. His grades may suffer, his smile may fade, But still, he holds on to love's sweet shade. For in the depths of heartbreak's darkest night, A glimmer of hope, a chance to ignite. So let this be a lesson, to all who can see, That a broken heart, can still be free. For love may not be, what we thought we'd find, But in the search, we discover, a heart of our own design.