Friday 6 May 2016

Too Late

It's too late for me now. I've past the point. The one that says "your life starts here". All i have left are memories. Memories of a full life. People i used to know are now just familiar faces. Only i can know the emptiness in my heart. Now i'm nothing but an unfinished puzzle. Some pieces broken and some lost. There's a big gap in the middle. A big empty slot. It is you.