Your memories of him are depicted. Your thoughts are inflicted. Your clouded the the haunting look on his face when he went away. The feelings he had were left astray. He left you heartbroken and shattered to a million pieces. You look back at those shattered pieces. Did you ever even have a heart without him? The love you have goes father then the stars. The burning passion from his gaze, are all gone. And your left with your half heart. The other half is still missing. -mommamafia

Dedicated to all the broken people out there still fighting, even though some people I know are still stubborn to admit it.