Empty Destruction

Speckles of rain beating on the windshield as we pull up the drive. My heart sinks a little each time I hear your name. What’s to come of this day, to come of the rain. My life, I’ve given to you, but each day yet, proves not enough. You’ve broken my heart in many ways. Many different times, many different days. You hold each and every piece, turns to dust. What happens to me when there is nothing left. 

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