Poems of the fragile heart

Trying to move on

I saw a picture of you smiling

the other day. You looked so happy.

It made me happy that someone else

was making you smile the way I probably

never could have.

I heard you had a boyfriend. If you're happy,

then I am happy and I hope that he never breaks you

or hurts you the way I may have.

Maybe I'm selfish, but I hope you miss me at least half as much as

I miss you.

I was supposed to be there for you when good things happened

I was supposed to be there when bad things happened.

You will never get to know how much I loved you. Not

a day passes by when I'm not thinking about you.

But honestly I might regret the way we ended, but

I will never regret what we had.