Reflection
Just a little poem to get me back into the swing of things, it's been a little while since I wrote anything at all hehe and for the record, I don't have a broken heart, that was really the first thing that I thought of.
How much hurt
can a broken heart take?
I really don't know
I've never made a mistake.
Our love for each other
was so very strong,
it covered distances
from short to long.
On my mind
are the plans that we made,
now vaporized
as though hit by a grenade.
Remembering still
all the time that we had,
spirits soaring when happy
plummeting when sad.
Always keeping each others
powerful emotions bouyed,
now there is nothing
just null and void.
Like a machine
missing a part,
it's the only way
I can explain a broken heart.