My Broken Heart

My heart's been broken before, I'm tired of it being sore. There's a hole waiting to heal, sometimes I wonder is this real. I fall for who I think is my soul mate. That's always wrong their heart is hate. My heart is broken to pieces again, longing for that special friend. I've looked all over here, and searched all over there. They keep saying he's out there don't worry. My thing is I wish he'd hurry. The last man was really sweet, even knocked me off my feet. He started healing a heart so sore. Then he disappeared now it's tore. Should I lock it with a key, where the only one with access is me? Wish someone would come heal my broken heart. For now it's all of me falling apart.