My Heart's Latest Sin

Shards,
That is all my hart has become,
Shards.

Shards of broken glass,
Shattering even more,
Cutting up my hand.

My heart was broken,
By one simple boy,
At first he brought me,
Compassion and joy.

I said that I loved him,
That my feelings were true,
"i do feel love" he said,
"But, I'm sorry... not for you."

And with an apologetic glance,
He dropped my heart to the ground.
Now, I am wondering,
Will it ever be found?
The love that felt for him,
Will never replace,
This tear in my heart,
That his words had painfully traced.

Now I feel so empty and cold,
My usually daring acts,
Are never so bold.

Most likely I have lost,
Lost myself to this endless void,
A void of regret, a dismissal of hope.
A void where I'll never pursue and never leave again,
I'm picking up the shards,
Of my heart's latest sin.