When Love Dies
When love dies it’s hard to resurrect no matter how many tears you shed to water it.
Ther’s a bittersweet misery in missing someone you’ve lost that’s hard to understand and impossible to explain. It drawls you close while tearing you apart. It’s like confetti coming down on a melancholy moment, celebrating the life you had together, somewhat like snow in the dead of winter, a lifeless time in your life. Your numb, you feel nothing, but every thought hurts. It’s like having someone reach deep inside you and ripping out your heart, blood veins and all. It takes your breath away. You gasp for air………! The pain is so deep, it takes months to catch your breath, and then the monsoon of tears set in, and the flood threatens to sweep you away, and all you can do is cry…….