Sometimes I wonder if when you really love someone and they
leave, they take a piece of your heart. And maybe you never get that piece back.
So whoever ends up with you in the end is really only getting half a heart, or
less. The left overs. Does that piece ever grow back? Or is it forever lost to someone
who was never really supposed to have it in the first place.
I think mine’s currently on vacation in California.
Hopefully it’ll find its way back, in one whole piece.