My Broken Heart

Who needs a heart if it hurts;
Its so delicate as a beautiful rose petal falling down to dirt;
Love would make you feel like you been cursed,
once you lose its worth;
it hurts. 
Its that same part of you that you give, you lose;
thinking the whole while that you'll never lose;
Now your heart bruised like you been abused;
drowning yourself in your own tears; 
looking for ways to heal;
So you decided to give up on love because you cant deal.