Last to Know

My Broken Heart

We had a connection,
and I know you felt it too.


It was too good to be true,
never had someone like you.


I had never had reciprocation
with someone so attractive.


You weren't right for me,
but I was scared to see this end.


In an effort not to lose you,
I pushed you away.


I didn't realize what I was
doing the whole time.


You had moved on
and I was the last to know.


You did more than walk away;
you removed me from your life.


Now I'm picking up the pieces
of my ego scattered on the floor.


I don't know why I allowed you

to affect me like this.


I can't stop thinking about you,

not because I miss you.


It is because you hurt me so deeply,

and I don't understand why.

Author's Notes/Comments: 


View metaphorist's Full Portfolio