If words were reversible
Broken hearts wouldn’t have been possible
If humans were considerate
Betrayal of Emotions will be an ingrate.
Woods or metals don’t break hearts
No matter how hard or sharp they sound.
It takes offering a heart out
To be played with,inside out
Heart only breaks when it face embraces
Broken words with a smile,in most cases.
I knew that these words you’d say
About broken promises hung on the tree where we pray
I still remember not to forget your name
And going apart would come to be a shame.
Once we’ve promised and twice we’ve failed
We seem to be drowning even having sailed
The grave is a perfect place to sleep
But a broken heart shatters cuts deep.
Dusts do heap the buried memories
A union is a better divide that unites babies.