Shattered

My heart lies so heavy as I 
Grasp for my lover who
Isn't with me.
We are no longer on the same page.
I long with his bear hugs
I long for his deep passionate french kisses
Where tongues dance  on a floor
I swoon in his arms
Why did he leave me  so suddenly?
No note, no text, no call, no email
Nothing but an emptiness
And shattered heart
Tears that continually flow
Does he ever bother thinking of me?
Was I a nuisance to him?
I need some sort of closure
To get over this..
But he doesn't even care or bother with 
my shattered heart.
Have a few pictures of him
And two voicemails
His quiet voice
And at the end of each message
He said I love you!
Did he really know what love was all about?
Every time I listen to the messages, tears start to flow.
I weep uncontrollably
Will someone gather me in their arms
With my tears flowing on their shoulders. 
How can one mend a shattered heart
It was torn from my chest cavity
Thrown into the street
Where people could stomp on it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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February 23, 2017 at 5:30 PM
Such a sad and heartbreaking poem and what is really sad, I know this feeling well. Nicely expressed Stacy.
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February 23, 2017 at 6:13 PM
Thank you Chris. My poems are free verse straight from the heart and then memories from the past...I sorry you have experienced such pain also..
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February 21, 2017 at 12:40 PM
Very sad, emotive write. Hope it is fictional. If not, sending you love.
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February 21, 2017 at 5:14 PM
Elizabeth thank you for your comment. No it's true . If you check out my poems also I wrote one and put it in his Valentine card with a note. The poem was dedicated to him with all my love Stacy. I never received any answers from him on anything..He just dropped like a hot potato...Check out the one about Hibiscus Tea and Honey....A Special Moment. I accept your love. And wish you the best in your creative work..I write from experience. All my poems are true: Crazy Dream from years ago. Pipe Dream years ago..Stacy
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