You watch her serve her heart to you.
You know you see the pain as you shove past her.
Even though you love her, you ignore it.
So, you hand him your heart knowing very well it tears hers into pieces
YOU ARE READING
Deep Poems
PoetryI use paper I use pen To write What I can not say If only you could hear my silent screams The pain unheard The happiness unrecognizable. ~BY ME
