I am Broken

yet, unspoken.

Promises left unfilled.

Love, we were to build.

Trust, was to be our shield.

Nothing on your part to yield.

Things fathomed, not always true.

Left not knowing what to do.

How can one misunderstand so badly?

The answer to that is to be in love madly.

Things taken in stride, obviously by you,

but me, I was true about my feelings for you.

A smooth talker you were,

Causing me to wallow and purr.

A foolish girl I have been,

from way back when.

Nonetheless, it hurt and still does.

That is the way it is

when a woman loves.

It is not gotten over

just like that.

For a while I just sat.

I didn’t want to talk to anyone.

I just wanted to take off and run, and run.

Never looking back at this place

Not wanting to be in this space.

For this was where the hurt was,

but I soon realized

that the hurt would be there too.

Everything I looked at was blue

because that was how I felt – blue, very blue.

Blue was no longer a color to me.

It was what I was and could see.

You lowered me to this,

interrupting my bliss,

for the knowledge of what was real.

Spilling over into what I did and still feel.

I have not been able to forsake my love for you,

but I will if it is the last thing I ever do.

I am broken,

yet, still unspoken.