is not a broken bone--
the heart can't be healed
by wrapping it up in plaster
and waiting six weeks.
I still can't believe you said nothing
nothing at all.
That you let me leave without a breath
not a hint of concern,
not even a sigh of relief.
I always knew you had a tendency to be cruel.
I just never knew I would be on the receiving end of it.
I can pinpoint the exact moment
I fell in love with you:
you were singing a song you knew by heart.
Too bad for me--
your love would turn out to be
You weren't good for me
but then again
there's no such thing
as a healthy addiction.
Sometimes, ya just gotta let the emotions out.