I broke a heart

She gave me all 
Made me stood tall 
Like an iroko tree 
She stood by me 

I could remember her smiles 
As we walk under the gentle moon for miles 
She dried my tears
And helped me fought my rugged fears 

I was all she had 
A young naive and an unsure lad 
She helped me built my path 
And gave my sorrow soul faith 

Days went by......
As words were not send to say "Hi"
She was in dire need for my presence 
But all I could send her was my sickly silence 

I left her high and dry 
She send words, oh so many a try 
I became her sickness
Even when her silence was never her weakness 

How would I tell her?
That my courage failed me 
And if I should see her
Would she accept my plea? 

For months we haven't spoken 
Maybe the bond was meant to be broken 
Maybe I should just turn a new leaf and forget the past 
But wouldn't I be breaking a heart? 

Would i say its love fault or the in-balance of life?
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May 21, 2024 at 5:47 AM
This is sweetly sad, the silence not of rejection but shyness, and the pain it causes. I like your 4 line stanzas with spaces to feel in. Just looked up a picture of the iroko tree - wow - 500 years, tall and strong, and a beautiful sounding word. J :)
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