How do I?

How do I fix the hole in my heart?

 Some days hurt more than others.

 Sometimes I even forget, for a moment…

 And then, like a natural disaster, my world falls apart.

 A sound, a smell, a song, a memory and I’m missing you.

 Reality hits. Every piece of my puzzle is rocked to its core.

I’m just now a human shell,

Cold and empty

(an old poem I wrote years ago)