I'm going to tell you a little story,
Promise me you won't tell anybody.
I'm going to show you my rulebook,
The methods I used to get over you-know-who.
Like a drug, I kept coming back for the high,
Even now, I have no idea why.
I don't want you to end up like me,
Throwing yourself a god awful pity party.
Listen closely, I will not repeat,
I want you to cheat,
Death by a broken heartbeat.
You'll meet whoever you like in a coffee shop in mid July.
They tell you you're one of a kind, an almost perfect guy.
And before you know it you'll have fallen fast,
Unprepared for the incoming crash.
You know this will never last and I know your head doesn't want to listen to you now,
But that's just how heartbreak goes.
You think you and your soulmate are indestructible,
You think you and your soulmate are indivisible.
Love will lie to you and preach a false truth,
How heartbreak goes is up to you.
You'll become someone better if you read these words as a sincere letter,
Forget wishing for a united forever,
All that's coming is stormy weather.
I want to protect you and save your heart,
And I know all of this can be incredibly hard,
But love is blind and love is pain,
It's a cruel, callous and calculated game.
And I don't want you to lose,
Please, just follow my rules.
Listen closely, I will not repeat,
I want you to cheat,
Death by a broken heartbeat.
You'll meet whoever you like at a festival in early September,
They tell you you're their something better, a white-picket fenced future.
And before you know it you'll have fallen fast,
Unprepared for the incoming crash.
You know this will never last and I know your head doesn't want to listen to you now,
But that's just how heartbreak goes.
You think you and your soulmate are invincible,
You think you and your soulmate are incredible.
Love will lie to you and preach a false truth,
How heartbreak goes is up to you.
Don't wear your heart on your sleeve,
Keep it for you.
Maybe you'll have break up records on repeat,
How heartbreak goes is up to you.
Smile through the blinding agony,
Never show them what you're truly battling.
How heartbreak goes is up to you,
So, I hope you get through this,
I really do, I really do.
YOU ARE READING
The 80s Will Never Die.
Poetry'Take me back before I go'... My tenth poetry collection concerned with themes of nostalgia, growth, maturity, love and change. 🌊 Cover: Joan Pala
