Been spending my time thinking about what I’ve done,
Reading through all those letters shoved aside and forgotten.
Every letter a memory in time that a heart reached out crying for love’s return,
A mistake perhaps or a laps in judgment.
Knowing you took a chance and then set them free,
Imagining each and every face looking back at you.
Now as well as then your heart was hesitant, afraid,
Growing closer only to pull back and say I’m sorry once again.
Have I done the right thing?
All this time you can’t help but think, maybe I was wrong.
Burning anything that could have come before it began,
It’s just me; I need some time to think.
Time to work things out,
Sounds simple at the time when things get complicated.
Love such a scary concept to a heart such as mine,
Imagining chain holding me back.
Keeping me from spreading my wings and living my life,
Eating up my personality and breaking me down.
I'm sorry I hurt you,
May love find you again someday.
Breaking hearts seems to be my talent,
Remember I didn’t mean it.
Every word seemed to feel like the truth,
And there meaning from the heart.
Kind of hard to believe when your heart is breaking,
I understand, but no one can break this habit.
Need to just move on and forget about what we had,
Grieving wont get you no where with this girl.
Hold your head up high and march on to love another day,
Every heart that crosses mine
Are hearts that break in the end.
Remember that when you come to love this heart of mine,
Tough so it seems to be, but deep down this heart of mine is breaking to.
So cry if you must but I would rather be alone then with the wrong man once again.
Breaking habits like I’m breaking hearts
12-18-08
By: Wingsy
This poem i did is different then the rest. If you look close the title of the poem goes down the left side of the poem.
