What heart?
What happens when your heart wants something it cant have?
It longs for it so much it starts to despise the very thing it loves
What becomes of a heart that cannot stop loving?
It shrivels up and stops working
But then it is revived by another life
Another love – something better than before
But there is that hole still there, void
Left by the very thing it loved so much
Nothing can fill the void but time - something that’s running out
Without love the heart still works;
But it works like a television playing static
Meaningless.
Worthless.
Useless.
Until that very day it can forget that it ever did love.
It longs for it so much it starts to despise the very thing it loves
What becomes of a heart that cannot stop loving?
It shrivels up and stops working
But then it is revived by another life
Another love – something better than before
But there is that hole still there, void
Left by the very thing it loved so much
Nothing can fill the void but time - something that’s running out
Without love the heart still works;
But it works like a television playing static
Meaningless.
Worthless.
Useless.
Until that very day it can forget that it ever did love.