Who They Used To Be Poem by Cake Heart
Who They Used To Be
I look at my stories
My journal entries
My poetry
It’s hard not to cry, but I still try
It’s all about 2 people
Who meant the world to me
People who I loved to see
And who loved to see me too
So why did they go?
Why aren’t they here anymore?
When they left
It tore
It tore at my heart
My brain
My lungs
My limbs
I fell apart
And everyday, I wish I could restart
Because nothing hurts more than a broken heart
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5/3/2024 8:22:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
It is always hard to lose the people we love, and I have lost a few, both literally and metaphorically, but what I have observed, is that they never really leave our hearts behind! or we, theirs. Every day is a restart, in my humble opinion! Smiling at you Tai, ready to start again, each and every day, handling all pain.