When the smile fades from his lips,
In the sea of guilt, her soul drowns.
Words are poison, actions vain.
Bruised he was, a title she gain -
"H e a r t b r e a k e r", another stain?

Love comes naturally, it can't be forced.
He fell for her, she wasn't sure.
Yet she was hopeful, took a leap of faith
But instead of love, she landed in hate,
Her true feelings unveiled, a rather too late.

We fall for the people we can never have.
Though he wasn't her sun, she was his moon.
He was not the one, her words were clear,
His heart ached, the pain was hard to bear,
A lump in his throat, but it wasn't his sobs he hears.

She shed tears for a broken heart.
It felt so wrong, so unjust.
He gave her his heart, she stepped over it.
Now as former lovers, in this café they sit,
Hoping to greet with smiles, the next time they meet.

°April '19°