Nothing is ever over, Is it? Everything Leaves behind a shadow An imprint on your mind, soul Sometimes, Just the shadow hurts so bad Like a cut deep into your being You get lost in it Aching Hurting Unable to let go Of that which cast it Because now it's a part of you For better or worse
“Read my poetry,” I say daily; I hope that some day You will do so, And that then you may know my heart:
For you, and only you, It beats within my breast. Every waking moment it aches— Yearns!— For you, and yet there may be no peace, No cessation to this injury; Perhaps you have chosen another, Or perhaps it is simply not meant to be. Regardless, my heart remains Forever yours, forever broken.
Pain is your body way to tell you something is wrong When your heart aches, it’s probably because of the wrong person Or the wrong word Or the wrong perception When your heart aches It’s not okay And you either push away what hurts it Or heal it And sometimes even leaving everything behind. But Ignoring it, is never a choice.