Heartbreaker

Today was gonna be the day that I moved on from you,
But your absence from this conversation left me thinking,
And when I sat down alone and really thought it through,
I figured it would rise me up, but I just ended up sinking.

This quicksand you`ve got me standing in won`t hold,
Sooner or later, it comes down to the color of your heart,
One sweet line, maybe a bitter promise, and you`ll be sold,
Winding us back to the beginning for a better start.

First impressions last a life time and I had you at hello,
But it seems to me that all of the other girls do too,
And of all that`s ever happened, this is the heaviest blow,
Especially coming from a pathetic heartbreaker like you.

My Mama warned me about boys that look like you,
Said that "a pretty boy just ain`t worth my heart and time,
`Cuz when it comes down to it, the only thing they do,
Is break the purest hearts to gain some kind of sublime.

A heart doesn`t belong in someone`s hair or their pants,
Nor does it belong in some stranger`s gripping hands,
But if you are willing enough to risk it all, take a chance,
Then don`t complain when the love slips away like sand."

As this clock sits above me ticking away my sanity,
I find it hard to find a reason to stay with a boy like you,
And as this sand slips between my fingers, I can see;
My Mama`s words held all the things I never listened to.

-Jenna Elphick
October 9, 2007