04-17-06

I remember the first time you ripped my heart out.
We were in the school gym,
Everyone was there.
We were having a huge fight,
Then you broke my heart into multiple pieces…
In front of everybody.

The first sentence you said
When we entered the room
Was “I threw your heart on the ground…”
And I just knew,
My gut feeling told me
It wasn’t going to be pretty.

“I stomped on it..” was the next line.
That’s when I felt it.
Every word you said,
Was exactly how painful and hurt
My heart was feeling.

“I spit on it..” was number three.
Why you said it
I don’t know.
My mind was scattered
Because I didn’t understand what I did wrong.

“I picked it up…”
Okay, my heart can breathe
But just for a second.
I’m afraid what you’ll do next
To murder my love.

“And shredded it to pieces.”
Why did you have to have so many witnesses?
So many people
To watch my tears fall,
Just to understand?

“So here it is.”
At least I get it back.
I’ll have some time now
To put the broken pieces of my heart
Back together again.

This last part though,
Made me feel like I needed a black hole
Where my heart should go.
“Next time your heart breaks,
It crumbles.”

And that’s exactly what happened.

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