Broken
(One of my most popular poems)
Maybe you never said anything to hurt me, it's what you didn't say that made me cry. Should I smile because you're my friend, or cry because that's all you'll ever be? For a few moments you made me feel as though I finally meant something to someone. When you look into my eyes and watch my heart break, does it break yours too, even just a little? Maybe if I wasn't so good at pretending to be happy I might learn to actually be happy. Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was choice, falling in love with you was beyond my control. I could fill a thousand pages telling you how I felt and still you would not understand. So now I leave without a sound, except my heart shattering as it hits the ground.
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