What I am doing with the overflow

My heart was all filled up
to the point where excess of my love for you was spilling over
Flowing from my heart throughout my whole body
I loved you so much, you should have felt loved
even where I was nowhere near, or if I never said the words
My first and last thoughts of the day were always with you,
and a bunch of other thoughts in between, hopes, wishes, and daydreams
Loving you was a huge part of my life.
It was like a major hobby, something to engage in whenever, I was bored, happy,or sad.
Without you I'm like Micheal Jordan with no basketball or Jay-z minus the flow
So incomplete
Now that you're gone I wonder, if this never happened, and we never were
How would my life be?
These are just thoughts, exercises of my mind, thinking about my time before you

In reality I'm collecting the pieces of my broken heart, trying to scotch tape them together the best way I can
Taking special care to break apart the L-Y-D-E-L-L that was once scribbled across my heart and bury the pieces in separate places
Because I know if they are kept together they will rise to the top and consume me once again.


2/26/08
8:30 A.M

Written by: Johnna B
For : L. B