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)