HeartBroken

Heartbroken

A cloudy overcast spanning far and wide,
A glimmering ray of hope at the end of a tunnel. The world keeps spinning as ours starts to slow to nothing but a crawl,
We still exist but our lives portray nothing at all, as darkness sets in like the heaviness where our hearts used to be. I feel some warmth when I think about you, you the light at the end of the tunnel that parts my cloudy overcast, you whom makes me feel so brave, you whom brings my pen to the page, you whose hand grasp thy heart, you whose perfection drives us apart.

 You, it has always been about you and when you hear this, hopefully you'll know who you are.