You have hurted me so bad, sometimes I stop, look up into the distant sky so as not to cry when I think about you. Why am I crying inside?
That which was missing in me, emerged within me while in brief you were with me, and now life like, a flower without water, strains to survive the impact of loss. For that which was lost I cannot retrieve for it belonged to you.
My flowers that had sprung within, now wither and cry so slowly and silently for you to comfort them in their painful remembrance of you. My pieces are held together by something else – perhaps, of which may too have been left by you.
You hurted me so bad, don’t you know?
I’m not scared of losing much more, for what is there to lose of worth,when you’ve lost that which matters to you?
i now only remember…only, it seems, that i’m not prepared though, it seems for the haunting thoughts of you that dance so beautifully and painfully in my head.
You hurted me so bad, don’t you know? you left a mark in my heart and in my soul.
Sometimes I think you found the missing parts of me and showed me how and why they should work.
As I drop my eyes from the heavens, I think maybe you’ve given me the key to that, now I have to remember whats inside it or how to close it.
but somehow i still have longing of you to show me how…
