Katherine Bryce


Broken Pieces


I know it hurts,
believe me I do,
but the pain will be gone,
soon enough it's true.

I still wonder if you,
keep up with my life,
even though you said,
it just causes you strife.

I wonder if,
you're reading this,
too see your reaction,
oh, I wish!

To know you're just a memory,
meaning nothing else to me,
now you know how I feel,
don't you see?

Think of what we said,
does your heart start pounding?
When I first met you,
mine started sounding.

But that feeling is long gone,
I hope you know,
how you ended things,
ended our show.

It won't be like television,
where a spin off is made,
but the broken pieces will remain,
where they were laid.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Edited: Thursday, January 24, 2013
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