My heart was broken,
Into tiny pieces,
You left me lying,
On the floor,
Without your love,
You will find that,
I'm not who I,
Was before.
How can ya tell me,
That you don't love me,
After all the,
Love we shared.
You broke my heart down,
Yeah even told me,
That I was the one,
To be spared.
My heart is dead now,
It's just empty,
Never again to,
Be repaired
Its dark and empty,
And oh so cold,
It's just sad that,
It aint old,
It's just painful,
To watch you cry,
You broke it off,
There is no more,
You and I.
I heard someone tell me that before... 'How can ya tell me, That you don't love me, After all the, Love we shared.' And I wonder, why ppl lie in love, when its such a beautiful thing....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that was really well written. it was different to other things and it made it great