Broken Heart
How many times can a heart breakBefore it can break no more?
How many tears can one cry
Before the tears run dry?
You said our love would last forever -
Has forever passed me by?
Was forever too long?
Was it all just a lie?
It's been said, "It's better to have loved and lost,
Than to never have loved at all."
I beg to differ; I disagree,
For when I wondered of love
I still felt joy, I still had hope.
Now I have no hope, and
I wonder no more.
I know I felt love.
I know I feel love.
To love and be loved are not the same.
For me it was real, but for you it was just a game.
When I see you with new lovers,
I want to tell them to run and not look back;
He's just playing a game.
But I know my advice would fall on deaf ears,
Because a woman with sad eyes tried to tell me the same.
"Run! His love is not real.
He's just playing a game."
I feel no jealously towards his new loves.
Instead, I feel empathy because I
Know what's in store.
Still, tears fill my eyes each time I see his face
And my heart breaks;
The pain remains.
I want not to love him, but
Maybe in time...?
Love has its own mind. It comes and
Goes as it pleases.
Love has left my heart in pieces
And my eyes, they still cry.
I long for the day when my tears dry
And the pain goes away.
I ask myself: if ever I find new love,
Will I embrace it or push it away?
No love
No pain
No love
No love
No love
No pain
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