I knew what you were when I met you,
a liar, a cheat, a scoundrel, a thief,
who stole my heart.
The most valuable thing I own, it’s been taken and I let you,
such a fool I’ve been, I wanted to believe you, that maybe it was worth something, anything,
I can’t believe I let you.
You still have it, the most valuable thing I owned, even though I know that you’ll continue to break it, crush it,
because I don’t know how to take it back.
I’m lost in hope that is false, that maybe? Just maybe,
it can be repaired, but it’s more that I’m scared - to let go.
But I knew what you were when I met you,
a liar, a cheat, a scoundrel, a thief,
who stole my heart,
the most valuable thing I own, and now I want to win it, take it back from you,
if only I knew how to.
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Jess Boyes
From Melbourne, Australia, I love creative writing and food, particularly a good quality cheese or some sort of dairy.
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Comments (4)
This was so sad and heartbreaking. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
Jess. this is so heartbreaking 💔 Left some love!!!❤️💕
If you find out how to, please let me know. I need to take back my heart too. Loved your poem so much!
Damn, Jess! If this in way autobiographical I am sorry and hope you work through it! Also just want so say as always you have such a way with words - felt all of this! Well done!