the words are said, they can't be taken back
things once so great, now deemed trivial
not by your words, but by mere omission
you've moved on, and maybe for the best
teach me a lesson, about where to place my heart
don't give it away so flagrantly
don't wear it on your sleeve
such a fragile thing, so easily bruised
by words spoken or not
a deed so selfless, done for another's behest
forgotten like last weeks meal
I gave my all, and got so much
but only to be left by the wayside once again
holding onto outdated feelings, and attachments
the failings of my battered heart
still searching for the one thing I can't find