Oh to My Broken Heart

[Antoinette]

Beauty to the very figure tips" he said " Have you ever in your life seen such grace such style"
I sit in the background & with heavy heart I sigh
,woe,
for he is not talking about me.
The one he speaks of is another the one he loves is some one else.
It is not me.
Yet there is no one I know of in this world that loves you better then me
no one
Yet I sit here playing my part smiling on the outside and Cring on the in, "
Oh, To my broken heart,
woe is me ,
how much do you want
how much ,can I give,
If I do not have your love then I do not wish to live"
Alas my cries go unheard.
I feel I should tell you but when I see you I lose the nerve.
Oh to my broken heart!
Why dont you see that no one in this world loves you as much as me.
Cant you get it through your head
that it was me you share
your hopes
your dreams
your bed.
Oh to my broken heart !
Is there more that I must say
must I say the sight of your affections toward another hurts me in every way.
What more must I do to get you to see that no one in this world loves you more then me.
Do you think that its funny
that my feelings are a joke
that our now past dreams together is something that is fun that you can poke.
Still I sit prentending to be happy for listening to youm say how your love is
pure good & true
Still I cant help cry as I think to myself
I have nothing left to live I might as well be dead
Oh to my broken heart. :-[ :-[ :-[ :-[ :-[ :-[ :-[ :-[ :-[

[Maryann22]

i've read this one somewhere else but i still like it keep up the good work