The Heart Game Poem by Osvaldo Govea

So there's this girl,
And she kinda has my heart.
She simply stole it,
And promised to never break it apart.
I told her I couldn't live without one.
So she gave me hers.
I took care of it,
I did the best I could.
But it wasn't good enough.
I had to tell her,
I knew I should.
Confess that I had broken her heart,
But she told me that she already knew.
With tears on her face,
She gave me back mine,
She said don't worry,
I'll be fine.
All I need,
Is some time.
She turned around,
And walked away.
Now I wait for her,
Day by Day...............