Just when I was putting the pieces back together and thinking it was going to heal
You came in the picture,
I thought I would have control and keep my self from falling for you,
But I was too weak and naive,
Talking and laughing together I thought things are going good
Yet again I was wrong and I got hurt,
Crying wont help throwing a fit wont help either,
So I’m gonna let my heart be in these pieces and not touch it,
Whatever life goes on right?
Lets keep saying that maybe I will believe it one day,
Insanity and tolerance can take so much,
But lets let it be
In the end we will see who loses and wins
Love is but a game.
This poem was written/submitted by Sana A..