How could he do this to me?
How could he choose her over me?
I was completely in love with him,
But he pushed it away,
To deal with "later",
If later ever came.
Every time I look into his eyes,
Or see his--literally--heartbreaking smile,
My heart stutters a broken meter.
My heart has been torn,
Broken,
And lacerated countless times,
But still,
It only beats for him.
I know how completely idiotic and stupid it is to waste the,
Torn,
Broken,
Hardly beating thing in my chest that was once my heart,
On the boy who obviously broke it.
I don't regret the day I gave him my heart,
I just wonder why he tore it apart.