THE RUINS OF A BROKEN HEART

so many lips i have tried kissing
so i could forget the way your lips taste
i die a little each day
hoping that today 
i may just be strong enough to smile to the world
but i know my tombstone shall read
"here lies the man,
that died the death of a broken heart"
i have slowly become broken each minute
i promise that i curse the day we met
if i believed in the devil
she would wear a pink dress, high heels
and have your soft face
so innocent that it deceives
i could write a list of all the things i miss and remember
like
no 1. i miss how your body fit perfectly in my arms
and no 2. i like how each kiss made me time travel 
into all our unwritten promises of the future
but by number 4, i would break down
because all i have are these broken memories
broken promises
and broken pieces to my heart


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