He took my heart and ripped it into a million peices.
He gave it back far from repaired.
I tried to put it back together but the peices didn't fit.
I soon relized that a peice was missing .
The one peice that kept me holding onto the present.
I fell into the past but only the day he broke my heart.
I discovered how much I truely loved him.
I returned from the past only to find that the missing peice had multiplied.
The're were now two.
One keeps me holding onto our past and the other keeps me from forgetting how much I need him back.
Every now and then I go to the past only to return drowning in the ocean of my own tears.
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