Love Untitled
You carried my heart in your pocket like loose change
No regard for love just using me when it was convenient
Sometimes you would even forget I was there
But the sound of glass shattering and the faint whisper of freedom yearning for wings
Would jog your memory
As the melody of my heartbeat would caress your ears
You threw me around where ever you pleased and placed me in anywhere to be left behind
Only thinking of me when you found me where you last left me
Treating my heart like a good luck charm, something less than the precious life I had
You carried my heart in your pocket so I decided to leave it behind
Because you broke my heart beyond repair and I needed to learn how to love myself all over again
p.s. I’m rebuilding me so I can love again…
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