it is over
My heart is heavy
weighted with pain.
The swollen realization
that he has left
me ---
alone ---
deserted ---
and shattered!
The weight of a
Broken Heart
pulls my spirit
down to drag on the ground.
I cry, inside I cry
to quiet the ache
of a shattered dream
that some day we will be
ONE
weighted with pain.
The swollen realization
that he has left
me ---
alone ---
deserted ---
and shattered!
The weight of a
Broken Heart
pulls my spirit
down to drag on the ground.
I cry, inside I cry
to quiet the ache
of a shattered dream
that some day we will be
ONE
I love this, and I recently went through this, last night I was relaxing and kept thinking about a man that I wanted in my life so much, but when I made some things on my part happen, he didnt move or meet me half way. I started feeling sick to my stomach because deep down inside I know he cares nothing about me, so I had to move on. I remebered a friend of mine told me that I needed clousure. I told him I don't work like that, but I needed time. I did need that clousure, so I wrote the man that I loved a sort of goodbye email, and I believe I am over him, not completely, but for the moment, I feel that I am, and I am free to introduce myself to other people out there. Although, I still love him, but I am not going to cage myself in from meeting new people. I'm still waiting for a response from the email, but apart of me whats him to correct me if I am wrong. But either way, I got out what I wanted in that email. And thank you for this piece, I can totally relate.