Disclaimer: I don't own W.I.T.C.H. and never will.
A
Broken Heart
I sat staring at the promise flower my love has given me.
The petals gently falling to the floor, like the tears that stained my cheeks.
The vase was shattered, just like my heart was.
The flower was slowly dieing, just like my love has.
I just sat there, watching the flower wittier away, with a broken heart.
Deep down inside I was lost in a maze of sadness.
I stood up, tried of the sadness and loneness, I leave the darkness behind, and come out into the light.
To find a new love, who would put my broken heart together again and chase away the heartache.
written: 1-12-06
Me: "This is just something I wrote. The Idea wouldn't leave me alone, I guess this is what happens when you read to much. And if anyone was wondering, no I never got my heart broken, I havn't even have my first crush yet! Anyway please review and thanks for reading!"