Heartbroken
Why do I sit here and constantly
think about what we could of been
I fantasized you would come back with
a warm embrace but here I am lonely
with nobody in sight it hurts that I gave
you my heart knowing you'll never re-turn
it,it must be collecting dust on some shelf
next to a bottle of vodka to help drink
away every memory of me
Copyright © Richard Tarr | Year Posted 2012
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