pieces of you.

you sent me flowers today.

i had a thought, but figured that it couldn't be you.

wouldn't be you.

but, it was.

you.

and now i'm not sure how i feel. just today i told the story of us, and it brought me back to the sadness and the sorrow.

the what used to be, and what might have been.

and it's pieces of you, that remind me where i've been.
of what i've had; the love the pain the promise and the numb goodbye.

so where do i go from here? now that i'm reminded of where i've been.

where do i go, now?

never.

it was never meant to be like this.

solitude. quiet. and numb.

we were promised so much more,
so much hope.
but what happens to dreams when they are broken,
they shatter
they fade away.

and we're left to sit and wonder,
to ponder all the maybe's and what might have been's.
all the while getting no where new,
and left behind.

and it was never meant to be like this.
but here we are.