Pain
The pain the hurt of feeling an empty heart.
Having to look for love but it’s not there.
Heart in pieces shattered like glass, can’t be put back together.
Thinking you heard you name but it was just an imagination.
The water drops fall from your eyes, wiping them away.
He stands by me letting my arm drop like a piece of paper.
It hurt so badly.
Pain is all I felt that day he left me.
There was no good bye, no warning, just a disappearance.
It was Love that tore me down.
I can’t feel or hear it because it’s not there no more.
The Pain the hurt feeling an empty heart.
Love.
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