the pieces that reminds.....

it's one of those days... the weather isn't the best and for some strange reason the coffee is dissapearing faster than usual.
One of those days, when the emotions are showing and when the heart cries out loud in an effort to be pieced together after the last blow that smashed it to bits.
It is scattered around on the table and a bottle of glue is in the middle.
Hopefully it is possible to piece the heart together good enough to ease the pain at least for a while.
after the heart has dried for a while, everything goes on again as nothing have happened.
laughs, jokes and crazy things are revealing again, just like before, but in the deepest spaces, the pain grows, preventing the wounds to heal.
Sometimes the heart falls to bits by itself, the glue applied isn't strong enough.
The monster who lives inside sees to that, and throws the bits everywhere, leaving the soul to sink in the flood of inner tears.
Tears that can't come out from there because they were ment for someone who hasn't shown up.
It was ment to be tears of happyness the day that someone was found.
Instead, they turned out to be the weapon for the monster to use when killing the soul and let it drown.
Love, that once was building up, is pushed out by the flood, only a small portion is left behind in case a receiver turns up.
Its one of those days some of us lives with every now and then including me.
One of those days when all you can do it's watch your love drown, wait, hope and see.