Wasted Tears from a heart broken into a million of pieces.
These are the unfortunate facts that life teaches.
We trust our heart to someone to share.
But we find out later, that they really didn't care.
Wasted Tears from a heart thats shattered and torn apart.
When all you wanted was a brand new start.
When you love someone, you give them your all .
But what you get in return is so very small.
Wasted Tears from a love that you thought would be great.
But it turned out to be just the same old heart break.
My wasted tears aren't cried for you.
They're cried for me because, I'm blue.
Love is suppose to be so remarkable and a desirable treat.
So, why does it end up in constant defeat.
Wasted Tears over many years .
And no one to calm our worrisome fears.
What happen to the love we give and hope for, in return.
Is it only a distant rememberance under the sun.
Wasted Tears cried for the love that you thought you knew
Left you wondering what else can you do.
Waste no more of your precious tears, my dear.
Because the love you desire is already here.
To chase away the heart breaks and headaches of yester year.
This poem is dedicated to all the broken hearts that's healing from bad choice in relationships, I'm so glad I'm not in the market for a man, because it seems it really bad trying to find a good one, now days.
Benny Faye Douglass (C) copyright 2011