It Was Simple For Me Poem by James Walter Orr

It was simple for me
when we had to part.
Just gradually cutting
away at my heart.

They hauled it away
one piece at a time,
the size of a nickel,
the size of a dime.

I had you imprisoned
inside of my heart;
to give you your freedom
they tore it apart.

Make it easy for you,
but my soul you can leave
and I'll patch up my heart
cause it leaks like a sieve.

I'll give you your freedom;
I'll not try to hold,
as a stronghold, my love,
that will never get old.