You’ve broken my heart,

Taking what’s left of me,

Grinding me up,

Tossing my ash to the four winds.

Questioning what I saw in you,

I should have listened,

Love is blind,

And so was I.

Reckless and foolish,

Naive perhaps,

But isn’t that how love is,

Without logic,

Without thought,

Utterly ignorant.

They say,

The heart wants,

What the heart wants,

In this lies the only truth.

~~ D. R. DiFrancesco ~~