My heart aches and aches and aches, At the exact spot you left your void at, I try and try and try, To keep it together, Accept what it...

I have made so much space lately, That the heart feels empty, So much so that every word echoes, Off the high boundaries I've built...

The debit side of my heart's account is always more than the credit side. Maybe my math is weak or maybe my heart's too generous with love.