With love.

Fill the paper, with the soft, and anguished beatings of your heart.

You found me when I was in pieces,

an array of fragments on the floor;

twisted, broken, fragmented, angry,

with a heart that was ever so sore.

My dream was to disappear,

to just simply forget to exist.

But you refused to give up,

and I soon ceased to resist.

You took my hand and  you showed me,

things that my lonesome eyes had not seen;

beautiful suns, and glowing stars,

with no one to intervene.

I placed my heart in your hands,

and thrust you my soul to keep;

you wrung it, no, cracked it, within your devilish fingers,

and left me with no tears to weep.

It's ironic that it was you,yes, you,

who picked me up when I was distraught.

When it was you, who again destroyed me,

when love and care was all I sought.

Soft words, warm arms

brown eyes, good charms,

gorgeous smile, so very vile,

caring touch, all the while...

Hiding, under your façade of lies.

Playtime's over, lover boy.

So long, best of luck.

I'm so sincere. 

Adios....All the best.

Goodbye.

Goodbye,

Heart breaker,

Monster,

Faker.

With Love.

Author's Note

Some advice/criticism would be most welcome. I haven't written in such a long time, and I am very much looking forward to regularly uploading again :-)