You
Are my music
Without you my world is
Cold and
Gray
My thoughts are
Stale
A flatline of
Empty static
But with you I
Sing for joy
With
You, I
Bask
In the beauty that is time
I don’t mind the mundane
Because with
You
The mundane is more than
Bearable
It is rendered
Beautiful, by
Your sunshiny melody
Your thoughtful
Lyrics
And the rhythm
Of your
Heart
With you, I
Need
No other
Song

Broken hearts are very strange.  Sometimes they catch you when you don't even realize your heart can be broken.  Sometimes they'll sneak up on you slowly and one day you realize, my heart is broken - how can I be living?  And occasionally, they'll even heal.

Usually they don't heal immediately.  Mine took months.  In fact, it took almost a year, which is a long time for someone my age.  And then one day, I saw the subject that had broken said heart, and I wondered why on earth I had wanted him.  My heart mended pretty quickly after that.

This is a little awkward.
Unusual, at least, for me.
I almost think, maybe I…
No, that just can’t be.

But now, sometimes, I cry
Without meaning to
I sometimes smile at nothing
And it’s ‘cause I thought of you.

My mind won’t focus at all
Not compared to before
I’m acting out of character
I daydream a lot more.

If you ask me, I’ll deny it
This feeling’s just too weird.
I need to push you away a bit
No, it’s not from fear.

My head spun.  It turned me around and around in circles, and it was throbbing too.  My eyelids seemed glued together, and I struggled to open them.  Finally I managed it, and found myself staring into a boy’s face, into which were set light brown eyes that stared at me intently.  I may have blushed at this point.  He was actually rather handsome.  His jaw was straight and strong.  All this, I took in while he was staring at me.