A broken heart

is all I have.

I don't have anymore

since all was given away.

To a certain someone

that can never return me anything back anymore.

My heart was the one I have left

since he vanished.

But his disappearance

was the one that broke my heart.

I couldn't cry in his funeral

because he took away my tears.

I just had a blank stare

instead of a sad one

since he stole away all my sorrow.

The only he thing he didn't obtain

was my broken heart.

I gave him my heart back then,

but he gave it back to me in its

damaged state.

I will never fix my heart

because this is the only thing

that he returned.