Your first night without her
is always the hardest.
You turn to find the place she used to lay,
the outline of her body in your sheets,
yet somehow all you find now is emptiness.
To deal with heartbreak
you must cry.
You must cry into your pillow
or weep at the moon.
You must scream until
the pain has left your chest
right in the place
where love used to be.
You must run barefoot
into the woods
and find a field
full of life and lay in the middle of it.
You must feel your body so connected
to the earth
and the nature around you
and you must feel.
To deal with heartbreak
you must feel the broken pieces
of your heart
but not let it damage you.

I wander around in the valley of despair
To find the person who might repair
a shattered heart a long time scar
I wonder where you are.

And as I walk deeper into the pit of misery
I lose all my vision and cannot see
the spark of hope and solution
I wonder if love is an illusion.

And as the shadows break my resistance
I see a warm red light in the distance
as you save me and open my chest
I whisper "please, save the rest".

I hear the sound of fixing and engineering
and I feel all the pain disappearing
from my chest and my mind
I feel a love that's kind

I thank you, but suddenly I look and realize
what you did for me, that sacrifice.
In the silence of pounding hearts
I look at your missing parts.

To return the favor I hold you dear and tight
and I truly love you with all my might.
Merging both our hearts with care
to leave the valley of despair.