Everything Good Must End

Nothing seems the same anymore

I can walk, talk, and breathe all the same.

But I'm hollow

My words speak no meaning

And my actions show no intention.

I pull and push,

To laugh at the last words spoken.

To show my broken smile,

A facade of yesterday's tomorrow

I am broken.

So all I hope for, my dear

Is she holds your glass heart tightly

Unlike the time I let go...