If happiness made a difference,
Then I would change.
If sadness meant anything
I would be a dictionary.
But nothing of the above
Makes a difference to me...
Nothing ever said or done
Made a difference to me...
Not after the way we ended.
Not after the things you said.
You tore my heart
And this time it can't be sewn
Back together.
My heart is numb now.
My heart is worthless.
Will I ever love again?
Will I ever open my heart
To anyone?
Will I ever go back to being the old me?
I wonder sometimes...
Did I ever know "you"?
Did I realize the truth of pain?
Did I ever know the meaning of love...
I am not a heart broken puppy,
Like I seem to be...
This break up has made me stronger
This has made me a better person...
May be not for others...
But I think I know myself...
The numbness is fading...
The happiness is invading,
The sorrow is retreating...
And I am becoming me...
