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Understatement

Hurt? Understatement.
Broken? Understatement.
Shattered? Understatement.
All of the above multiplied by a million
Without hope of repair?
Still an understatement, but as close as it is going to get
Its not that my heart is broken
But it is absent from my body
So I pull myself together
Into a ball on the floor
And thats when I realize that the pain all over my body
Is my bones. All shattered
And if I open up even a fraction of a millimeter
Everything will fall apart
When you can't tell your fingers from your toes
When you can't tell you spine from your nose
When you can't tell the time of day, or even know if it is a new day
That's when you do know
That its all over.
Everything you've ever known
Everyone you've ever loved
The only one you've ever let in
Gone.
And its all your fault.
Does anyone out there know how that feels?
Can anyone out there relate?
Has anyone out there ever recovered?
Yes? Thats great
But I am destined to be the one in a million
Who never will be whole again
I will never even be half again
I can only hope to be a fraction again
One day
Though any day won't be soon enough
Because for everyday
I will love you
And for always
You will have my heart
But never again
Will your smile not only star in my dreams
But wake me up every morning
And I will never again
Look into your eyes
And see myself
Like I have before.
Before every despairing word
Became an understatement

(Inspiration: Steven H.)
Saturday, January 10, 2009
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