My Aching Heart
You broke my heart- my darling and left it bleeding,
I am shattered, battered and ravaged forever;
my soul and spirit mangled and lost in anguish.
I recall kissing you goodbye for the last time,
that cold and stormy winter morning;
then the police came,
to tell me you had crashed,
and you were dead.
I have so many memories,
memories that should comfort;
but they leave me melancholy and missing you,
you were my heart of hearts, my soulmate, my lover.
now you live only in a secret place within me, my truelove,
a name engraved.
I remember- I remember dragging you to the opera,
you hated opera but came only because you loved me;
oh, Tchaikovsky's Sleeping Beauty and Swan Lake,
the sensuous sweet melody often put you to sleep.
but I dreamed of being a dancer,
and you encouraged me;
well darling, I am a dancer now,
and you are always with me.
Each performance is for you,
I pour out my sadness;
and torment and grief as I twirl and leap into the air,
I imagine you in the front row, smiling with pride.
Until my last breath, my darling, the pieces of my heart,
will lay in ruin.
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February 7, 2017
Poetry/Verse/You Broke My Heart
Copyright Protected, ID 17- 873-305-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
You Broke My Heart Contest
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