My heart was sliced in two,
upon hearing of his death.
He is one of few,
who, I knew,
would remain in my heart.
I was told he was gone,
between her tears.
It didn't take long,
to realize this was worse than any fears.
He was gone forever,
I would see him again, never.
I was left numb.
With a hole in my heart.
I felt so dumb,
to belive this wouldn't be this hard.
Truth is:
My heart is but a shard.
Jagged, frail, small.
You would think it would be easy,
with all the time that's past.
But, if anything;
it's made me realize,
how long pain can last.
