she broke her heart
just to keep your heart whole
as she cradled it lovingly
inside her bleeding arms

she wrote you poems
and you never knew
because you wanted someone else
to write them for you

you have no idea
you will never know
that she tried to forget
ever song she made for you

and she burned all her poems
because they were all about you
her poetry turns to ashes
her ashes turn to tears

and you’ll never know,
you will never know