Poems of a Breaking Heart

Unhappy

I write poems to show how I feel,

as if rhymes and metaphors make my happiness real.

But my heart hurts and it's hard to hide,

the sadness and grief I feel inside.

I can't think straight, I'm scared and I'm lost,

when I fell, I didn't know the cost.

I say that like I would change how I feel,

but I would never, because our love was real.

Even knowing the outcome, I would choose the same,

because my time with you could never be lame.

You were the best thing to ever happen to me,

I wouldn't trade you for anything, no matter how sad I may be.

They say, good things come and go,

you're better than good, so I understand the show.

I just wish things were different than they are,

but it seems happy hour is over and they're closing the bar.