Crumpled upA Poem by Anastasia
You stole my heart,
Almost six months ago, You stole my heart, You cradled it in your hands, So lovingly, So tenderly, So perfectly Your words, How poetic, They swept me off my feet every time. For once it felt like I had my life figured out, You captured my mind with your words, But then the loving words stopped. They turned into words of annoyance, Of disregarde You took my heart that you had cradled so perfectly for months And you squashed it. No You cut it up into tiny pieces and grew it I to the depths of hell, To let it burn and parish, Alone. I never asked you for much, A check in over the phone, a hug The occasional date or kiss. And to think you told me that you loved me just days before. Days before you took my pure innocent heart and crumpled it up and threw it into a waste basket. In your words that used to be sweet and loving. You crumpled me up and threw me out. © 2018 Anastasia |
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