empty heart

as the empty days pass by the drift of coldness rolls down your spine and it dawns on you that it will never be the same, as it once was. never will you have that fullness in your heart, there is always that empty section of your heart that feels heavy and helpless. as the sky turns from blue to gray you look up and close your eyes wishing that life wouldnt be so hard. we shall move on and let go of everything that was once perfect and full of happiness. its time to realize that we need to charish what we once had and never let the memoires go just the fact that it will never be the same. Its time to gather the broken pieces and let some one else glue them back together.