These cracks in my heart are like a road map back to the start
To when i found my first love
Or so i thought
We sat on a hill side waiting for the stars to shine
Slowly watching the sun grow smaller in the distance
And in this instance
I feel love
But soon i realized the sun was gone
There were no stars or fireflies to ignite the night sky
The sky was left dark
And the air became cold
And the love i once felt became a realization that i was still alone
But you can be alone without being lonely right?
Or does it mean that every night when i fall asleep
Trying to fight the tears and the fears of being alone
That nobody cares
Nobody is there to share my hopes and my dreams
Or stand witness to the fact that my life
The life of a hopeless romantic with nothing more then a pen and a piece of paper
Is important
But what can be more unimportant than a romantic poet with no one to love?