Pity, The Girl with A Broken Heart

I pity that girl with a broken heart.

Sitting there on the park bench.

Taking comfort with her only bestfriend.

Love had her lost her smile.

I heard them talk about the things, I could never understand,

But that wasn’t the point.

She’s there all day because of him. 

Awaiting for his warm hands.

When he stood and walked past by.

She smiled at him like the gleaming sun.

But it was quickly swept away, like that of a record run.

Cause he walked right across, without even looking at her pretty smile.

And I wonder how many nights she cried,

Streaming tears with,

broken pieces of her heart.

Now she’s just a shadow in his life.

Torn and broken.

Crumbled and shattered, falling apart.

I don’t know if she’s a mean bad girl,

But every girl has the rights to feel.

But the situations burning out.

Like that death of a star, that’s hurting.

I watched as they walk their separate ways.

I pity that girl with a broken heart.

As she turned heads to the other days.

But he’s still the cause of her, happy spark.

I wonder if he knows,

She lost her smile to this huge blow.

And he’s the cause of her broken heart.

To lose the fire, that pretty spark.

– S.H.-

To that girl with the broken heart