How It Is Poem by Grace DeVon miller

the pain is my heart
the pain is my soul
i try to come out but i just go back
he sent me the pain
sent me into tearsnow a simple thought of him hurts
it takes all i got not to cry
not to cry when we talk
not to cry when i see you'r face
and not when you love someone els
and say you still love me
that sends me to tears
it breaks my sheilds
couse this heart can only take so much
the pain needs to tleave
im trying to forget you
but the more i try
i see i cant and may never be
for you've stayed in my heart
and you stay in my mind
at night i cry just from thinking of you
think of the happy times
and how they came to an end
i dont know why you never left my mind
never left my heart
how i still love you after the pain i dont know
maybe it was ment to be this way
for this is what i see
this is what i fell
and this is my hearts wish for i dont know why
i tend to think its just my head in the past
but its all the time no matter what isay
or tell my self to move on
you pop up and everything changes