Poezja

How do I tell my heart, never to love again...
To let go of my dreams, to never touch your skin,
To never breath you're fragrance, you're intoxicating scent...
That renders me a slave, to whatever you're intent,
How do I tell my mind, that you're no good for me...
Pain is not the answer, because we disagree,
How do I let go, of the reason my heartbeats...
As my every waking thoughts, are of you beneath my sheets,
Why should I even care, when you don't care at all...
As once again this broken heart, takes another fall.
To never see you again, to turn and walk away...
To know the words we speak, are the last we'll ever say,