May 13, 2003
My first poetry submission.
I am not a professional poet, so; if my beat is off, my grammer is bad, and it’s too sing-songy… I’m very sorry.
Those aren’t exactly my goals when I write this. I write this because I have to. If I kept it inside, I would explode. People are cruel, and I don’t need any more reminder of this if that is what is going through your head. (I will probably respond with another poem anyway… 
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If you ARE an english person (English isn’t exactly my first language) and would like to HELP me, do it by private messages. But don’t rip me up here.
Now; about the poem.
This was written at a very rough time in my life, I was in dismay as my first love completely abandoned me. I appeared to take it all in stride at first, so as to protect her feelings, but this poem showed how hurt I really was inside.
One heart cannot make it alone
Time and time it’s proven again
Feelings renewed when you’re gone
When you feel it should be the end
Even though I realized
The heartache was from you,
I just couldn’t let go
I just couldn’t turn back
I just couldn’t start anew,
Because you broken off a piece of my heart,
And made it a part of yours
Instead of both of us sharing one heart,
You seem to end up with more.
When somebody falls in love
Their hearts must be shared
But if one doesn’t get enough,
That means the other doesn’t care
[interlude]
For me it seems
That you ripped at the seams
And tore at the roots
what might have been
In my case you lied
In this you hurt me
Your words cut like a knife
and tears bled from me
I gave you a heart
Already cracked and scarred
And although you didn’t know it,
You drew tears from eyes once starred
Do you know what’s it’s like
To cry because your heart aches
Do you know the feeling of pain
Every time my heart breaks
I looked at my friends
They only added the pain
Every one of them was happy
They only brought it up again
They were all together,
And had been more than I could count
They said “How is it a guy like you
Could be for so long love without?”
[endlude]
You once called me star-crossed
Now I call myself soul lost
Because you feel the price of love
Is too high a cost.