There, of course, is nothing I could do, She has left and is not coming back. Patience for the situation is what was at lack. I wish there was some way to change her view, Some way I wish we could start anew. But, again, I can't change the fact That my heart was treated to this torturous rack. I knew this day I would rue. I loved her so much, she was everything to me; I don't want to go on but I must. But what am I to do now? There is a hole where my heart used to be And there is nothing now I can trust. It is time, I guess, to take my final bow.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this after my fiance left me. I had a tremendous
feeling of emptiness afterwards, so I tried to release it
with my pen.
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