A Broken Heart Loved again.

Hurting from the love I was used to for five years,
I vowed not love another again.
It seemed like the best choice then
The pain was excruciating,
Like needles piercing my heart
I had to make a vow to survive

Surviving was like a journey I had to embark on.
A journey that felt aimless to me
Is there need for me to survive?
I questioned myself every night,
As I cry myself to sleep.
A routine I become use to.

Life meant nothing to me
I hurt, the pain makes me sore.
I let myself drown in the hurt and pain
Hoping it would swallow me up
But the next day, it wakes me up.
Clawing at my heart, like a beast

Days passed by, years passed by.
My broken heart healed
Was it time that healed my sore heart?
Time doesn't heal
It sutures and leaves behind scars
Leaving behind memories for the mind to keep.

Many years later, love creeped into my life.
It came out of nowhere
Envloped me in warmth,
Secured my heart with affection.
Made me forget my heart was once broken.
I found unconditional love when I least expected it.