You cannot fix
a person with missing
pieces.
And I have
fallen apart
so
many
times,
the pieces don't even
fit anymore.
To live in
pieces of your remembrance, I
wonder
how tomorrow could
ever follow today.
Empty rooms,
noisier thoughts.
The edges
have begun
to ***** away
at my heart.
And it
bleeds words.
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 8:24 AM UTC
You cannot fix
a person with missing
pieces.
And I have
fallen apart
so
many
times,
the pieces don't even
fit anymore.
To live in
pieces of your remembrance, I
wonder
how tomorrow could
ever follow today.
Empty rooms,
noisier thoughts.
The edges
have begun
to ***** away
at my heart.
And it
bleeds words.
"How do you move on when you don't know how?"
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