The Song of the Broken Hearted

It's funny how the thought of you

The mention of your name

Still brings tears to clear stone eyes

It's a never ending game

Of twisting, turning, hiding, hurting

And kissing just to tell

Of driving off the deep end 

With no hope of ending well

It's funny how the seasons changed

My life continued on

With nothing but the memories

Of sins so sweet and so far gone

There are all these love songs

Littering the ground

Of broken hearts and long forgotten sounds

But what keeps me writing

So long after dark

Is that baby you're the song that broke my heart

Author's Note

for the first boy that broke my heart, who for years all of my songs were written about