Heart So Heavy


Their love was so grand,

he felt so fine holding her hand.

She swore to love him now

and forevermore.

He had no doubts,

about what was to come,

delighting in her smile,

each day as bright as the rising sun.

Together they always had fun,

it was a love that could have come,

out of a fairytale

and so he was hoping for the happily ever after.

He never thought that their love would end,

then came the day when she decided to go away,

She gave no real reason,

why she couldn’t stay,

just something about,

a dark cloud overshadowing their love.

She stepped on his heart

and broke it to pieces,

that dug into his very soul,

like shards of crystal,

from a broken punch bowl.

He had never seen the blow,

coming and he never thought the pain –

would numb him so.

He was left alone and in the dark,

wondering where the dawn was,

wondering how to live without her.

Came a new day

and he found a different way –

to get over the grief.

The day she walked out the door,

his friends never knew –

just what had happened,

he could hide behind the mask he now wore

and it was such a relief.

No explaining,

no complaining,

to the pain he was now so used to.

He always wore a silly grin

and was the life of the party.

But deep down inside,

he knew he would never trust again

and any woman who would come to steal his heart,

would have a hard time to get him to love again,

Came the day when she returned,

but he couldn’t take her back

and so he turned away.

Slowly gluing together,

the broken pieces of his heart,

smiling through it all,

wondering if he could –

ever love once more.

About RasmaSandra

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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5 Responses to Heart So Heavy

  1. I hope he can.
    Love is too precious to waste second chances. Or even third.

  2. Beautifully written and completely relatable unfortunately

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