Saturday, December 17, 2011

stuck in the place of missing

You break me in a thousand pieces,
every time I hear your name
I'm torn apart.
Just because you've taken hold
of so much space
in this broken girl's heart.
Someday Life won't leave us quite so
torn apart inside,
but when we get to that place
we won't be sad that we cried.

Till then this is me –

missing you.


  1. Where did you get that poem? Or did you make it up? I LOVE it!!

  2. Wow!! I am very impressed,you are very good!! You should be a poem writer when you grow up.