Everything they do and everything they say, the small pieces of love to fill my empty heart.
Day after day this love grows, flowing from their sweet words and gentle actions.
Time passes on, my heart's almost full.
Just one more piece of love to complete what was started.
A touch and three words is all it takes. ‘I Love you’, they say.
Finally, it is finished, now I can prove that I’m truly in Love with them.
But here lies the problem with this love that I have.
As precious as it is, it will always belong to them.
For each little piece was given to me, a temporary gift.
A gift that can so easily be taken away.
All it takes is a change of words, a change in behaviour.
For them to forget what pieces of love they gave to me.
As time passes on, more and more they forget.
A hole opens in my heart.
No longer fuelled, this love starts to fall away.
I cannot hold it in, it doesn’t belong to me.
A steady stream of love empties from my heart.
Each piece replaced with pain.
Everything’s different now, it’s not like before.
And then one day it happens, I don’t believe they love me anymore.
Their love no longer dwells in my heart. It is empty, it has gone.
Only pain remains.
No longer loved, I look for another, someone else to fall in love with.
But this time it will be different, I will love them from the very beginning.
A love that already holds all that they can give, my own love.
So if they forget their love, mine will remain.
A heart that stays full, no space for the pain.