Love Hurts Poem by Lisa Knipe

I’m 17 and I’ve had my heart broken so many times. All the boys I’ve ever loved have never felt the same back. I get all loved up and then before I know it, I get left heart broken again. I’ve never been lucky in love, just like sand, love slips through my fingers. I can’t stand having my heart broken so should I stay single for the rest of life? ! I don’t like people walking past me holding hands and being in love. I pray to God that my knight in shining armour will come and rescue me from my dreams. It’s killing me inside that you don’t feel that you don’t feel don’t feel the same back. I don’t love anyone but you. I’m laying here on my bed; it’s so quiet I can hear my broken heart mend its self-back together again. BUT not for long as it will be broken once again. I promised myself I wouldn’t cry this time, but I can’t help it if it hurts. My heart has been broken so many times I cant help but cry, so forgive me if I do. My heart is 90% glue and still trying mend, I’m still here why aren’t you.