Broken hearts, shattered dreams,
Torn apart at the seams,
Pain and sorrow, endless tears,
Aching through the passing years.
Love once bloomed, so bright and true,
Now faded like morning dew,
Memories linger, haunting still,
A bitter pill that's hard to swallow.
Words unsaid, promises broken,
Love that once was left unspoken,
A heart once whole, now split in two,
The pain of love that's overdue.
But broken hearts can heal with time,
Like flowers growing from the grime,
And though the scars may always show,
Love will bloom again, and grow.
So hold on tight, through the pain,
And know that love will come again,
For broken hearts can mend and heal,
And love will always be revealed.
