My Heart Was Never Mine, It Was Always Yours Poem by Laura Rodriguez

Life, it goes fast and slow.
It goes fast when you’re having fun,
or when you’re happy.
It goes slow when you’re suffering,
or when you’re being tortured.
Time it goes slow and fast.
It goes slow when I’m not with you.
It goes fast when I’m with you.
But there is no exact time that tells you when a heart broken can be healed.
You broke my heart,
ripped it out of my chest and left me there,
in the floor,
bleeding out.
Why?
It was the guy whom I once loved picked me up
and closed the wound in my chest.
I didn’t feel anything because you had my heart with you.
I felt like you betrayed me.
I felt like you never loved me.
I felt like you hated me.
I felt like you enjoyed watching me suffer.
But I was wrong.
When I saw you again in front of my house,
you had my heart in front of you.
You told me that you took good care of it,
the only pain you felt was when you trusted me with your heart.
I slapped you,
I cried on your shoulder,
I kissed you,
I called you names.
Not because I felt like you enjoyed my pain,
but because all this time you loved me,
and you showed it by taking care of my heart.
You offered my heart to me but I refused.
Keep it, I said.
It was never mine,
it was always yours.