Broken Blooming

I don’t know what to do

About the shape of you

The yawning chasm in my life

Where you and your things

Used to be

Memories of other times

Cannot drown out you

The best that ever happened

Can no longer fill the void

Left from the idea of better

Morphing into more

I thought my life was blooming

Roots settling with yours

I’ve been wrong so many times

But this one hurts the most