Sonnet of the Brokenhearted

You hear the countless tales of the girls who have fallen

In love, is that what they say? Too hard. Too fast.

Who carelessly give their hearts over and over again

For a love that deep inside, they know will never last

Countless times I’ve been the shoulder to cry on

The one who’s had to mend their broken hearts

Always I set aside that heartbreak of my own

Already broken, never fixed, the pieces fall apart 

How can you love, knowing it will all end any day,

Forgetting all the anguish you’ve already gone through?

To give all of yourself, when you can be thrown away?

But you have not noticed, have you, that I secretly envy deep inside

Because you’ve learned to love again, while I’ve only learned to hide 

December 20, 2011