I Wish You Didn’t Break My Heart


You broke my heart, and now I’m broken.

I wish I was strong enough to not feel so broken when you threw a spear through my heart. I wish I wouldn’t have let you engulf my whole world. I should have been more guarded when you came into my life and changed it, whether you knew it or not.

I know you need to work on yourself, be at peace with your family, your job, your life, so you cannot give me the love I feel for you. The love I feel for you is so different than anything I’ve felt before. I guess I can try to understand how it’s not fair that I love you so deeply and you cannot return the favor. But that doesn’t make it hurt any less.

It doesn’t change the fact that I’m still in love with you. That when I wake up in the morning, the morning won’t be as good, because you won’t be next to me. We went from such a great place to a slippery cliff in the matter of two days.

I wish that when someone broke a heart that it didn’t feel like your whole body was on fire, without any chance of the person you love holding the fire extinguisher, waiting to save you from your anguish.

All I wanted was a chance to make you happy. To repay for the happiness you gave me. To show you how you saved me from myself and showed me that there is a world beyond hurt and sadness. And I really wish I didn’t feel so weak, but pieces have been shattered.

All the love and happiness we had, and the love I thought was going to last forever, doesn’t look like a future we can have right now. If I have to wait for you, I will. I just wish there was something I could have done to change this.

I want you to be happy, that is absolute. I want you to like where you stand in life when you look at your reflection. I just wanted to be next to you while it happened. I didn’t think I was asking for too much.

I really wish I was strong enough to not feel so broken.