My heart is cold,
Like a mid-winter day.
There is nothing,
Left to say.
My heart has been broken,
My tears have run out.
Depression takes over,
Causing the drought.
I pull out the pieces,
Of my broken heart.
They crumble to dust.
I'm falling apart.
I thought you'd be here,
Leaving me never.
But I guess I was wrong,
Misunderstanding forever.
I don't understand,
I thought I was enough.
But now I guess the thought,
Was just a bluff.
I admit I saved a piece,
For myself, a moron.
Refusing to believe,
That you're really gone.
Though I'm still not satisfied,
You are not here.
But I'll always love you,
Forever my dear.
