One day, I remember losing myself
My feelings were broken
When I went through my things
I found the drawings that I kept
The ones I planned to give to you long ago
They were just there, lying in my hands
For a minute, it was like time had stopped
Memories of us flashed through my mind
A single tear flows down my cheek
And dampens my shirt
Even a second, in that moment
I ripped them all without a care in the world
I kept tearing and tearing and tearing
Until my hands became numb
Pieces of torn paper scattered around
I stared at them in silence for a while
Until I lifted my gaze up at the moon
Such a beautiful but lonely light
Shining brightly in the darkness
Much like you, so close yet so far
I can’t reach you anymore
I open my mouth to speak
But only a cracked whisper let out,
“Why do I have a broken heart?”
About the Creator
Isabella Renteria
"Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks." - Plutarch

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