How lucky are you to have two hearts in your possession
Yours and Mine
While my chest is hollow and echoes every step I take
Reminding me of the horrendous thoughts I have
I couldn't say "it's your loss, you lost someone who loves you and cares for you unconditionally"
While I am left with broken pieces of myself I don't even recognize
I know what I lost exactly and I'll always want it back
It feels more like a curse than a blessing to have a caring heart full of love
And a mind set on undying hope for the impossible