A short poem for the week.
True to my Word
I promised myself, the night that you left, I wouldn't fall apart.
True to my word and in spite of myself, it only broke my heart.
The sun came up the very next morning I didn't think it would.
I still got up and went off to work, although I didn't think I could.
The world still turns, with or without you but I don’t know where to start.
So......No.......It wasn't the end of the world just the end of my heart.
