Torn

Like a note caught passed in class,

I thought our love could never pass,

Playground once full of secrets,

Now baren and empty,

Our love was caught in the middle,

Slowly drained,

Slowly torn,

Until you moved away,

And our hearts moved too.

Back to this spot,

Where I once stood,

Watching you drive away,

I show my child the handprints,

We made in your pavement,

On a hot sunny day,

Mother, she asks,

Catching me in the act,

Of slowly wiping away my tears,

Someone is coming,

I look at her,

Curious,

But she is looking up and the street,

So I turn my head too,

Standing their is man,

A cheeky grin,

Like the one I once knew,

Hair flopping over his face,

I brushed it behind your ear once,

You walked forward,

And at once my heart clenched,

I knew it was you,

Even though you had left,

But torn hearts always have a scar,

And mine was permanent.