my heart is no longer broken
for I have mended that myself
and you are long forgotten

but something else has gone wrong
something deeper and it doesn't hurt.
in fact, I can't feel anything at all

my soul is broken and I am afraid
nothing can fix that.

i loved him
he loved me
but when there is 700 miles
between two teenage hearts
sometimes love is not
nearly enough.

s.w

for some people can speak oceans of meaningful words
but for me i find it near impossible to tell someone        
how i feel, so i hope you know that
when i whispered into your neck                  
i love you                                                              ­                    
that it was the hardest thing to do and            
they were the most true words
that have ever left my mouth.                            
and they always will be.                                                                                                           

S.W

for some reason
I can't stop searching the faces
of all strangers that pass me
in hopes that I might
possibly find you in this
empty, godforsaken city

i once broke a glass table top
i watched all the pieces scatter
as i stood in shock with
blood dripping down my hands

and i think thats how a heart breaks
the pieces scatter and you find
yourself stood in shock with
blood dripping down your
hands.
S.W

“He had hazel eyes and street smarts” She said, smiling ruefully.

“She had viridescent eyes and a guarded heart” He murmured, his eyes shining

“I was leaving in 6 months and he had a troubled soul” She touched her lips as if remembering a kiss

“She smelled like fantasy and tasted like melon lip gloss” He couldn't take his eyes off his hands

“I think he tried to love me,” She said

“I loved her more than anything in the world,” He said

And it's that word: ‘tried’, that gets caught in her throat. She takes a breath and continues.

As if the memory of her was too much to bear, he got up and walked away.

I can't stop thinking
about the next time
I see your face

I can rehearse
and rehearse
what I'll do
what I'll say

but all I'll know
is that you
didn't
stay.
S.W

i remember the night you called me,
completely intoxicated by
good people and cheap alcohol,
you told me, you’d
never love anyone
as much as you
love(d)
me.
S.W

and i called your number for the
first time in months
and all i heard back was
‘your call could not
be connected please check the
number and try again’ and that was
when i realised that i should live in the now
not in the then.
s.w