BH ( / )

Broke

You said to me no matter what you would
No worries or doubts about you I had
I stupidly trusted you that you could
Thinking about it now just makes me sad

you took that one precious thing that’s so rare
The desire to go back to old things
I open my eyes to see that you don’t care
The happy song no longer my heart sings

You believed I was blind and wouldn’t see
You said to your self she will never know
And now I ask you why you would hurt me
I think it would be best if you just go

The trust no longer between us is broke
Our friendship is gone, no pain to tote.

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A broken trust is not easily ever mended... there is always the need to apply some medicine on a regular basis.... Nice poem... Alison