Where Do Broken Hearts Go?

It is dark, it is late. My heart cannot be replaced. My smile, it is fake. The clothes are a cover. A cover for a love that I cannot get over. I am hurt, mentally and emotionally. I will never shed a tear about it though. Because besides the hurt and the anger you’ve brought into my life, I still love you. Yes, I’m unhappy. But, I guess this will just make me tougher. But where do broken hearts go? I wish I knew.

I am about to lose control! Not just for me, but for you too. I do now want to be on a love high, but I do now want to live this low either. I just want to be…. HAPPY!

My days are sunny now, but I know I will not be feeling like this much longer. See, it is gone already. Normally, when I am in an okay place, just thinking of the actions you have taken to change my life, and not for the better, infuriates me. That is why I wrote this. The craziness, I don’t need it. My heart is filled with grief. The hurt is still there. My love and kindness, you’ll never find again. No one could EVER compare. Where do broken hearts go? I wish I knew.

I am about to lose control! Not just for me, but for you too. I do not want to be on a love high, but I do not want to live this low either. I just want to be…. HAPPY!

I honestly thought I would find that happiness with you. Well, you would be a great actor because you had me fooled as if you would love me forever. I wonder who it was that convinced you that they would be a better companion to you than I would. I would love to meet them. I cannot be that upset though because that just shows your ignorance. You would rather live your life entertaining someone who would make you feel good, in that moment, rather than love someone who would love and/or worship the ground you walk on. I will never understand.

I am about to lose control! Not just for me, but for you too. I do not want to be on a love high, but I do not want to live this low either. I just want to be…. HAPPY!

 

Author: Michael Coleman

Multi-Talented: Singer, Writer, Dancer, and Fashion King They say if you love something, you've got to let it go. And if it comes back, then it means so much more. If it never does, at least you will know that.... it was something you had to go through to grow.