Englishingermany Poetry (1)

Heart on His Sleeve.

Why is it when he sees your smile
His heart begins to race
You once were his
But now no more
He misses your lovely face
To hold you close
And kiss your lips
To stroke your perfumed hair
It is so hard for him to grasp
You are no longer there.
His love for you is still as strong
As it was on that first day
You ended the relationship
And went your separate way
He know you no longer care for him
But you still want to be a friend
He wonders what tomorrow holds
And when this hurt will end.
This feeling he had once before
On the outside he seems cool
But his inner self is in turmoil
He has been such a fool.
Enough self pity
Pick the pieces up
And pray the hurt will leave
And once again he carries on
With his heart upon his sleeve