A broken heart
Is filled with memories
Over your head
Like a stormy cloud
That even passing time
And new love
Can’t ever fully erase.
It comes at 2 a.m.
With your love asleep by your side
When the sound of their laugh
Fills your dreams
And worst nightmares.
It’s holding your lovers hard
And hating yourself
For the memories
Of the way their skin felt
Pressed against yours.
It’s going on a date
At a spot that used to be yours
And fighting the tears
As you remember the way they smiled
Each time you arrived.
It’s hearing their name
And feeling your heart stop
Because that word
Hasn’t left your lips
Since they left
And you found another.
It’s hearing your love
Humming your song
And remembering the way t felt
When you loudly belted it in the car together
With out a care in the world.
One never fully recovers
From a broken heart
But finds distractions
To cover the ache.