A broken heart can only be mended by the person who broke it.
Poems..
I just found these poems.and named them..
Boxie! in this box i have memories in this box is you i say your name every day wishing i still had you in this box is the memory the memory of something true in this box is the memory of something i should have held on to in this box is memories of notes passed from me to you notes i never ended up giving you if you had only read them you whould know my love is all for you in this box is memories of something i truely miss in this box is memories of something far from bliss I..love..you--- Those three little words, Engraved on my heart. You said those words, From the very start.
You used to make me laugh, You used to make me smile. And life together was great, At least for a little while.
Many a tear I have shed, In your name. Now life is upside-down, And it'll never be the same.
Now this once lively soul, Has become a worthless black hole. Your arms used to feel like heaven, And now they burn like a fires flame. You used to lift me up through life's pain, Then you left me with a the blame.
Those three little words, Engraved on my heart. Where what kept us together, Now they've torn us apart.
Those three little words There still the same, Except the middle word, That one has changed.
Kept my heart alive, "I Love You." Made me fall and die, "I Hate You."
It's amazing How great words can make you feel. Yet, they can have such a horrid sting. Just three little words, Have destroyed me.