a poem i made about my broken heart

The day my heart died
The day my heart died
was the day my love was denied
you had to say it when you couldve lied
At first i thought i cried
but thats how it felt when my heart died.

you were always a good friend
you said you loved but you wernt serious in the end.

I used to walk solo
cruisin in my low low
watchin the whole world move in slomo
But now i have a large crew
by myside
when you said you loved me and i said i loved you, i thought it was true
Then my heart died.

But hell ill keep tryin
till the day i spread my wings and start flying.
You might as well hug me
because soon ill make you love me.


[edit on 1-10-2004 by phantompatriot]

That's a lovely poem phantom. The only problem I have with it is you can't "make someone love you". Either they do or they don't. But I can still see your feelings in the poem. It's very passionate.
Someone who does'nt love you is not worthy of such feeling. I hope you know that and find someone else who appreciates such deep emotions as you've shown in your writing.