Choosing to Start

Why is this so hard?

I never gave him my heart;

I knew it would end

so I didn’t start


But there’s an ache in my chest,

a hole I can’t explain,

I can only think he stole it

while I stared at the rain;


I watched sadness spill from the sky,

as if it was raining for me,

knowing what I was about to lose

the sky tried to warn me to set my heart free


Sadness now spills from my eyes

because he took my heart;

I should have seen this coming,

wasn’t it my choice to start?

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