What Once Was

February 17, 2010
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My heart crumbles at the sound of your name.
Remembering those times, it'll never be the same.
We perfected our past and looked toward our future.
But that being gone, is a heart break I can’t suture.
So I’ll cry myself to sleep at night and just hope she treats you right.
Will she hold your hand like I did waiting for the sun to rise?
Will you ever whisper her name because you know she’s afraid of the dark?
Will she be held as tightly as I was or kissed just as gently?
Will she know your favorite memory?
Will she even know it was with me?
Most of all I’ll wonder: will you love her like you did me?
I don’t know when I’ll get over you or if I ever can
But you opened up my eyes to a pain I’ve never imagined.

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