My Heart's Been Broken By You
My heart’s been broken by you
a hundred times,
maybe more.
It knows the pain
of crying yourself to sleep
and waking up alone
and cold.
When I was a girl
many pages knew the doodle of your name,
the timid admiration of your wit,
the envy of the beautiful girls.
I used to wish
that one day you would see me
and be struck by an odd sense of wonderment
at how you couldn’t see me before
Or leave your friends one night
in a crowded bar
and wish that I were there to comfort you
and erase the frustrations of the day.
Posted by Amanda at July 18, 2003 09:46 PM
