Sparkatale

Often times in heartbreak,

We feel the tenderness,

The urge to reach and touch,

Those who cause us stress.

Often times we feel attraction,

That longing softer touch,

Even though we realize,

Their love was nothing much.

And soon we come to know,

That none will ever come,

Not a single soul,

To lull us back to home.

This is the heartbreak,

As painful as it gets,

The coming of the knowledge,

That your heart is in the pits.

You wonder if you’ll move on,

To find another best,

One who’ll truly love you,
And never leave the nest.

But in these recent days,

You simply walk about,

Merely another face,

In the ever growing crowd.

But rest assured Dearest one,

You will find you’re one true song,

Perhaps you’ll even realize,

They were there all along.