My Broken Heart

I said I would wait for you.

And although I cried myself to sleep

for thirty nights in a row,

I still waited.

Why did you walk out on my love?

Was it not enough?

Did all my words of encouragement

become too much?

I would have done anything for you,

but you couldn’t do the one thing I asked

and somehow I’m the one

that still misses you.

I’m the one that cries every day

not because I want to be with you,

but because you so blatantly

rejected my love.

You made me disbelieve all I felt

as well as every word you said.

Why did you put me through this?

What did I do but try to love you?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: “The Ponytail Parades” by Emery

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