The break up
My heart in a thousand small pieces
Tears running down my face
A river starts forming on this letter
I struggle to fill my lungs with air I need to breathe
I phone my voicemail just to hear your voice
The words you speak cuts through me
I bleed but it’s not blood you can see
Everything that I had is now gone
Because of a fight I never should have started
You said I should trust you and I didn’t believe you
He looked like a threat; you said it was only a friend
I lost my temper, he lost the fight but I lost so much more
Sitting here looking at this old picture of you and me
I try to fill this page with words that make some sense
How do I say I am sorry, how do I make it all perfect again
This is my letter, this is my heart, and this is my last hope
I leave this letter in front of your door
Hoping, praying and wishing for you to read
These are not the words from a writer
But just simple words from a man who loved you more
The letter didn’t need to tell you how I much I love you
It didn’t need to tell you how much I need you
Nor did it need to remind you
All it needed was to apologize to you
I am sitting next to my phone
Holding my breath every time it rings
You haven’t called me and I fear it could be over
It’s all gone quiet in this room except for knock on the door
It’s nearly dawn and someone was standing at my door
Feeling so alone I question whether to answer
The world outside dark the same as inside my heart
I open the door just to see….you?
You tell me that it is the three words you needed to hear
Words not from a song or poem but the words that I fear
You grab me tight and hold me as if you needed me
More then I needed you to be with me.