Jumbled around and swirling
As if the memories are the
just-flushed toilet with the water
racing to get out.

It was the little things.
That pieced it all together
And finally the pieces fit right,
as if your friendship was a puzzle.
You had finally found that one person who got you.

The one person who laughed with you for 20 minutes
over absolutely nothing.
The person who trudged around town with you
Your flip-flops slapping against the pavement.
The person who went same movie twice in a day
Just so you both got to make out with your boyfriends.
The one person who you had a couples name with
And an anniversary with, too.

But eventually,
You will realize that the perfect fitting pieces were
Jammed together to make the puzzle fit
And the puzzle picture that you once thought was
beautiful
Makes no picture at all.

sometimes love is lost and tears the heart from you
your mind is in whirl you dont know what to do
you fill with despair the love you had as gone
makes you feel so bad that you cant go on
but it can turn around given time to heal
give the love back to your heart and change the way you feel

He was in love in a time I was not,
he fell out slowly;
I fell in. Deeply and tragically.