poem 9

a broken heart
a broken life
all is left for me to die
wishing for a mended heart
but all is just a futile one
maybe it was meant to be
for both of us to not to be
but all i want is a simple thing
to make you happy

ok.. before you get concern and reach out for the phone to comfort me... may i make it clear that i didn't compose this myself... serious!!! it is for a friend that feels dejected because of her futile wait for a person whom she loves.. so ya.. this is dedicated to you.. love you lots!!! if you are reading this, i hope u would cry your heart out!!!