I sit it here this dark room thinking,
how many time can a heart be broken and still be expected to beat?
and then it Dawned on me it doesn't matter how many time you heart breaks
it will always keep on beating because time heals all wounds
what I realized was that after your heart is broken you lose,
You lose a little bit each time until eventually you run out.
Run out of love that is.
Don't get me wrong you'll always have love for family and friends,
but for the one, for the one who your meant for if they even exists
it would be to late because everyone has come and stolen what was there
and left nothing behind for them. Nothing but the person with a frozen heart
and ice in their veins.
