Unsent

They say that broken hearts heal with time,

I say they're wrong, time, never,

Broken hearts worsen with time,

Shattering, splintering forever

With a broken bone,

It shouldn't be mended by itself,

But a heart?,

Left to heal, on a dusty shelf

I unlock my bin,

Stare at my letters to you, from me,

The ones I will never send,

The ones you will never see,

Unsent letters,

In a box, should be the trash,

Locked away,

Before I do anything rash

The words in those letters,

Cutting, but true,

Tell the story,

Of me and you