Be Careful What You Wish For

My Broken Heart

Love was a coin in a wishing well.

You were a dream I could not foretell.

I threw my heart into the waters deep

as if my love were priced so cheap.

I hoped and dreamed to be yours

and that our feelings would endure.  

You swallowed my value in one swig,

spit it out for someone else to dig.

My love was caught in your throat;

my reality based on lying anecdotes.

I should be careful what I wish for

because love may not be in store.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by Alexander’s so-called song

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