My heart is a lead balloon,
broken like an open ended story.
The tan lines from the necklace you gave me
are slowly filling in, but I know
I can never erase the past
you left me in pieces, a puzzle
with no directions for repair.
I cannot forget,
and have yet to forgive.
How could you let me go so easily?
I can't turn back time,
but you still have something of mine.
A fragment of my heart you stole
from the beginning,
and will never return.
You tossed it in the trash with
yesterday's memories soaked in my tears.
Now I can't let go…