I opened my heart to you
And you stabbed it through with a knife
and you said: I love you forever, please understand.
The last words I heard as I took in my dying breath,
Uttered from your lips.
The last thing I saw, with my now glazed over eyes,
Was you
standing over me with the knife now bloody
with our blood.
The poem of relationships and their mood -swinging! I am spell-bound with it! Good one, Rachelle. Highly rated poem!
Didnt' you wirte this the same day we trashed my jeans? ? Lol! Anyways! I loved it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This sounds painful... but good write