Now I know what it means to have a broken heart. There will be no more walks on the beach or candlelight dinners, no more sleeping late on Sunday, and no more reading the newspaper together and sipping coffee on a rainy morning.
No more stolen kisses in the grocery store, no more Saturday date nights, and no more holding hands while walking down the streets of autumn colors. No more you and me, just me alone with an emptiness that chokes my every breath and weakens my every step.
There are no words to express a broken heart, just the darkness where there once was light and the emptiness that once was full.
Mike 2024
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