I felt the heart break from every human being all at once
and then I felt my heart drop right to my stomach creating the worst ache you'd ever imagine
An ache you never knew the devil ever created
I was ashamed my love ended too quickly because it was overpowered by you, you coward
I had been mentally beaten down, "It was your fault"
Who crushed God when he created heartache
When He made it possible to physically crumble due to another one of His creations.
What sin did I commit for this?
I felt the link between my reality and my happiness break
I knew it must've hurt for too long when my cheeks were stained with black dried tears and my body felt numb all the way to my toes
I was left with an empty hole, however,
I was left with so much space to be filled with something that deserved my love
I was left with so many opportunities for love, because that was not love no matter how many times I tried to sculpt it into love
That was comfort, that was history, that was convenience.
God leads us to magnificent things in disguise
How dare I label a heartache His creation when it was a miracle all along waiting to happen.
Jun 25, 2018
Jun 25, 2018 at 10:16 PM UTC
I felt the heart break from every human being all at once
and then I felt my heart drop right to my stomach creating the worst ache you'd ever imagine
An ache you never knew the devil ever created
I was ashamed my love ended too quickly because it was overpowered by you, you coward
I had been mentally beaten down, "It was your fault"
Who crushed God when he created heartache
When He made it possible to physically crumble due to another one of His creations.
What sin did I commit for this?
I felt the link between my reality and my happiness break
I knew it must've hurt for too long when my cheeks were stained with black dried tears and my body felt numb all the way to my toes
I was left with an empty hole, however,
I was left with so much space to be filled with something that deserved my love
I was left with so many opportunities for love, because that was not love no matter how many times I tried to sculpt it into love
That was comfort, that was history, that was convenience.
God leads us to magnificent things in disguise
How dare I label a heartache His creation when it was a miracle all along waiting to happen.