No Tolerance Poem by Edwina Reizer

If my heart can't tolerate
all the time that I must wait,
What am I to do, to do?
Should I let it break in two?

And if my heart should break in two,
can you mend it with some glue?
I think that answer must be no.
You say you can but how do I know?

You say you've done this thing before
and now my heart is really sore.
I say you'll be the death of me.
You say, "I'll patch it up. You'll see."

I cannot trust a thing you say.
And so my lad be on your way.
I'd just as soon you break my heart.
Then take your leave and just depart.