You tried to help Took my broken pieces, My bleeding wounds, Heart strings, And tried to glue them together. I knew you would leave one day, but Never thought it would be like this. Our Want uncovers our honesty, and It breaks my heart to see you go Back. Back to the place under the tree where we hid, Until the sun came up and exposed us in the graveyard. Now, I visit your eternal bed under that tree. I ask what you think of the new woman to hold my heart, and Hope that you see her as I do, I hope You'll know that she is the only one to take your place, please Understand.
Inspired by a weird format I found in a poetry book. First words.