Tough Nights

Sometimes when the heart breaks

It has taken all it could take.

When you knew it all along

The difference between the right and the wrong.

You think, rethink events that unfolded

what you could do differently to still hold on to it.

And yet find no way out

You knew, this was the final route.

You want to be busy and not think of it

But the best of you cannot avoid it.

Days can be busy, but what about the nights?

Between the head and heart are constant fights.

Some voids can never be tended

Some broken hearts can never be mended.

Pretending that the pain doesn't exist doesn't make it go away

Some pains are meant to stay.

For some, it is easy to say don't be hard on yourself

For those are the ones who care for none but themselves.

For, a sensitive, empathetic heart is hard to find

Once you lose it, you have lost in life.

The heart that once cared doesn't forget to care

The memories, it holds them all so dear.

No matter what the brain suggests,

A true heart is never as selfish as to make you a temporary guest.

Days, months, years may pass,

The sun will rise, moon will shine, rains will still make a splash.

The heart doesn't easily move on, no matter what,

Life during the days will still be a struggle, and nights a lot tougher to get past.

PS: A random flow of thought that you may or may not understand, but if you do, tell me about it.