A Broken Heart

I feel like crying but the tears wont come whats the use of trying when i know that youre gone you came and went and all thats left are broken pieces of my heart... Memories of laughter echo through my empty room suddenly they shatter to reveal an open wound just broken pieces of a discarded heart broken pieces cut deep and leave their mark broken pieces lying on the floor broken pieces that cant be mended anymore. thats the price of living when you love someone so hard that you cant stop giving guess i wasnt very smart you threw my heart against the wall and watched it breaking from the fall... Guess it doesnt matter it was just a heart to you an empty present that someone just gave to you a nameless owner what am i supposed to do with broken pieces