a shattered heart... once a part of this world... it lies.. dusty and forgotten.. amist its memories.. amidst its sadness.... among all this, time passes by.. slowly.. but the heart, it is unaware.. sleeping, or weeping.. it does not care... endless is its memory.. endless is its pain... this dream.. of when it was cared for.. eventually, as is the way of things... the memories of this heart are forgotten.. until, no one remembers it... but it still, it will not care, for all that exists to this heart, was the once memory.. of the heart it loved..
