Heartstrings Are Played Upon

It's becoming more evident
Much more obvious to me
I thought much more of you
Than you ever thought of me

Was this my biggest mistake
Letting myself think you cared
Was I just your marionette
With heartstrings open and bared

With me left here still thinking
What was false, what was true
So puzzling and so complex
I'm left to await another clue

On my heartstings you played
Each left with a loving memory
Yet I still have those questions
Do you ever think about me

I'm wondering why all the intrigue
Now why all of this mystery
Why am I left here hanging
Your the one that holds the key.

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This blog contains all my favorite poems from different writers new and old.I love poetry and you will also love it.

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