For the second week in a row, I found myself lying on the same empty beach in the middle of the night, staring up at the stars and allowing the feeling of emptiness and loneliness to take hold, just for a moment. I felt like a small pebble on a giant shoreline – small, alone, and incomplete.
A broken heart is
lying on an empty beach,
staring up at the stars,
hoping, wishing,
things could be different.
A broken heart is
a feeling of emptiness,
a feeling of helplessness,
hoping, wishing,
to wake from this dream.
A broken heart is
wondering what you’re doing now,
wondering if you think of me,
hoping, wishing,
for one more chance.
A broken heart is
a feeling of loneliness,
a feeling of being incomplete,
but still hoping, wishing,
your every happiness.
Jon.