A Life Saved, A Broken Heart

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A Life Saved, A Broken Heart

I can't believe I was so naive,
To think that he actually changed,
I've always been told I wear my heart on my sleeve,
How could I be so stupid, how could I be so deranged?

I have to admit from the very beginning,
He just seemed too good to be true,
My heart and my head were in conflict and my heart was winning,
The more he said "I Love You" the more my feelings grew.

He never just said that he loved me,
He never just showed it by using words,
He gave me the kind of love that you could see,
He promised me with him I would never hurt.

For the first time in my life I was truly happy,
You could just look at my face and it was there,
It seemed that my life was coming together and he was the key,
To think about it now is more than I can bear.

He ripped out my heart and tore it to pieces,
He took everything from me including my soul,
His feelings for me somehow still decreases,
I gave him everything and everything he stole.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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