buried mess

i look in on your life from a 17 inch screen.
i am not sure what i am looking for and scare of what i might see.
it reads as though you may have given your love to someone else
some one who is not me, it makes my heart break into a million pieces
my heart is a puzzle that can not be put back together, my soul is hidden deep underneath all those million pieces, my mind is a tangled weave.
for 3 long years i looked into those cloudy eyes
searching for something that wasn't there
i gave up my happiness gave up myself and in return i just got a blank stare
3 years felt like a life time with all that we had been through, so many special people lost
so much time had passed.
i look back and wonder where i went wrong, what had i did what more could have been done.
if you love someone let him go if h loves you he will come back
i hold back the tears when i realize you are not coming back.
it is time to move on, it is obvious you already have.
it is time for me to find myself, and to stop waiting for your approval
there is someone out there who s going to love me and i wont have to try i wont have to fight
the fought is gone from within me it is time i search for my soul in the buried mess of my heart.