The cracks

Hungry for something you can't have,
ignoring the tell-tale cries of the wind.
Heart beats at a maddening pace,
searching for already there answers.
Each step you take leads you deeper in,
to see the cracks that cannot be filled.
The cracks left in your heart,
the ones left when he tore it apart.
The memorys can't be forgotten,
so the pain lingers on.
You cry yourself to sleep at night,
wishing it was gone.
He doesn't feel your pain,
he just doesn't understand.
What its like to truly love some one,
to have them taken away.
You can't fill these cracks,
only he can do that.
The empty hollowness of your heart,
the day it stops it won't restart.
Finally one day it will break apart,
from these cracks in your heart.