Half a Heart
When you died, 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,
all I see is your smiling face
reminding me of just how much I miss you;
and my heart falls apart.
Death severed my heart in half!
And now, I drown in a river of tears
that flows 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?
Is it worth salvaging,
when an irreplaceable piece is missing?
There is no elixir or magic spell
that can bring you back;
my loss is irretrievable!
I'm fated to live out my remaining years
with but half a heart;
for until death reunites us,
my heart will never be whole.
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