Saturday, April 18, 2009


I’m sorry I broke your heart,
But it was so fragile and weak,
So thin,
Just waiting to be snapped into two.

I’m so sorry I broke the strings of your guitar,
But they were so tempting,
Just waiting to be ‘plucked’.
And I don’t think,
Anyone would miss you play anyway.

I’m sorry I tore the poem,
The one you wrote for your sweetheart,
But it was so silly and funny,
And I don’t think,
He would have read it anyway.

I’m sorry you fell and got hurt when I pushed,
But I just had to check,
When you said,
‘He would always be there to break my fall’.

I’m so sorry I ran away with your love,
But you said he was so perfect,
And I found his love so easily transferrable,
I couldn’t resist.
I hope you find someone better.

*this was written after i read "This is just to say" by William Carlos William. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it.


I come to you broken and torn,
Wondering if you could put me back together.
I come when I’m all alone,
Hoping maybe you could make things better.
Don’t turn me away right now,
I came in answer to your call.
Don’t push me away so far,
I came because I thought you could break my fall.