My heart in a thousand twisted pieces lies beaten and torn,

the fire in your eyes no longer burns a gift I shall truly morn.

My lips that once held your tender kisses rest cold set in a thin line,

my arms that once held you close have grown heavy over this endless time.

The nights once filled with dreams and contentment hold a void of emptiness,

a pillow that still smells of you fills the void next to me and eases my heaviness.

In time the pain will ease,

for now it just lingers and becomes a tormenting tease……………..