Half A Heart
You died, thus half of me died.
My pain is unbearable!
There is nothing anyone can say or do
that can ease my hurt
or bring me a minuscule amount of comfort.
When I close my eyes
I see your face smiling at me.
And it breaks my heart
every time I picture you.
Death severed my heart in half!
And now, I drown in a river of tears
flowing into an ocean of grief.
Clinging to half a heart
I slip into a world of memories and dreams,
desperately trying to escape reality.
What good is half a heart?
And is it worth salvaging
when half of it is missing?
There is no wish or magic elixir
that can bring you back.
My loss is irretrievable!
I'm to live out my remaining years
missing half of my heart.
For, until death reunites us;
I will never feel whole again.
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