Heartbreak... I know why they call it that now.
Because it HURTS.
But it didn't just break,
It shattered.
How will I ever find the pieces?
Why can't I remember my life without you?
If I could remember that then I could go back,
But I can't.
Because my every memory is stained by your presence and saddened by your absence.
I just want to wrap my arms around your neck.
Squeeze till everything is okay.
But that's not how it works.
In fact it would just make everything worse.
YOU ARE READING
In the Waiting
PoesíaSometimes we all feel a little stuck and this poetry book is to remind you, you aren't alone. God is walking right there beside you the whole way through. One day in your life, probably multiple times in your life you're going to come to a point whe...
