Broken

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…