Hearts & Spades

Valentine's Day is fast approaching so I thought I'd write a depressing little poem about how clever and cruel a mistress love can be. Enjoy!

Eight weeks

But I'm not too sure

It could've been less

But probably not more

I kept myself distant

To prevent the pain

In the future

Which was as sure as the rain

Myself I told

It wasn't true

Maybe this time was different

Maybe you

Were right for me

Maybe this was how it felt

To live was to be

But my heart, it would melt

I let go

I fell so hard

But was it love?

Or just a dream state

Follow your heart

I was once told

But myths are like dreams

Told and retold

Surely some day I'll get over you

That'll be the day

I'll say "(insert name) who?!"

"That girl? Oh...how the time has flew"

But then I'll go back

And remember when

It took so long

To piece myself together again

This talk of hearts

Used to make me float

But now I talk spades

With which I dig my own grave

Author's Note

What do you think? All reviews would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.

Reviews

[Stefanie Holmes]

This was a creative piece with a good flow. I enjoyed the read!

~Stefanie

[caseymichelle31]

Thanks very much :D

[Tina Louise UK]

Great piece, flowed nicely...enjoyed :) x

[caseymichelle31]

Thanks for the review :)