Contents to a Broken Heart

Lying
cheating
never believing
telling secrets
that never should be told
waiting
loving
my love is a slave thats waiting to be sold
everyday i wonder
if your love is real
i will always wait for you
to love me and to feel
you carried me away on a silken cloud
i thought that you loved me
i thought you would be proud
you split us up
i am torn apart
and thats why your the contents
of my dying broken heart