It doesn't matter

These two broken pieces now beat apart from each other
Allowing me to feel twice the lust for my brand new lover
Life was grand and great, until she too just walked out my door
My heart broke again, though now the two pieces had become four

I cannot explain what I felt, other than misery, loss and denial
People would often say to me, Hey Pat, where is your cheeky smile?
So now the four pieces still beat though the breaks will never mend
In saying this I met a girl whom swore she’d love me to the end

I found the strength to try again and to pull my heart back together
it was not all that easy in the beginning though I longed for her forever
We were not to get there; she said she found love with another man
I know I had done what I always could for her; yes I did the best I can

From one to two then four my heart is smashed and in tatters
Left alone once again a broken mess, not now that it matters
I became too scared to love and care, protecting myself from me
Until the day when you came along and just wanted me to see

Hey girl your love was wasted on me, as I refused to open my heart
and I didn’t care if you stayed or went, I refuse to accept my part
Now loneliness has captured me and keeps me away from you
Though I will admit there are some days when I do feel a little blue

Sorry, alone, decrepit, I know when my time comes I will surely die alone
I do not know if I envy me or take pity on the man I have become
One thing I do know for sure, no matter how or when my life may end
Though my hearts been broken many times I managed to meet you, my friend..
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
something I penned a long time ago .... a bit dramatic when I read back on it now, though, hey, at the time, I guess its just a reminder of how I was feeling ....

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Happychatty1
Thanks for sharing this poem that reflects on how painful heartbreak can be and how it can cause you to close down ..good poem wave
niah9
Love in reality is no hearts and flowers......sometimes doing serious harm......great write....Kathyhandshake
southmiami4321online today!
Very meant write my friend. Being broken is hard but don't feel defeated in love. You do matter and can make your life less lonely. There are so many things that you can enjoy in life. Get connected to nature; your country is beautiful. Go places that have senior encounters, meet new people.
We all have our last day but don't worry about it. Enjoy every second of your life because it is a gift. SM.
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