How do you do it

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Sometimes I wonder how you do it,

How you can sit back and watch yourself,

Hurt someone so bad and not feel any guilt,

You say things to me, about me or behind me,

And you still look at me the same way,

With those eyes of green searching for the answers inside me,

You want to know everything,

You want to know how I feel,

And if I am truly hurting inside,

You just have to ask,

And I tell you,

I'll tell you that you were the first boy I ever loved,

You were the one who took my heart and locked it inside of yours,

You placed my fingers in between each of yours,

And in the end,

You took that heart and shredded it into pieces,

You could of just ripped it in half,

Then it would of been easier to put back together,

But instead you tore it,

Piece by piece you shredded it,

And no one can fix it,

No one wants to,

Because they look at what you made me,

A girl with permenant tears painted on my face,

I am now just an empty void,

There is no desire to want to love again,

Because now there's only the fear of ruining

What I have tryed so hard to build up.

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