I want to say who broke your heart, your never empty it's not there happiness it's yours. Who you where happy with and who made you happy is not the same thing. You made you happy they just helped you do it but it's still your happiness to make. The back ground is slashed torn with a sense of being lost. The watch it's as if you spent a good deal of time with them. As pure as a Rose as your rose was lost they took you from innocence binding you with silk you forgot how to move. A shadow comming down from where your hand wonce grasped the freedom of life, now just a old memory. Tears trickle down in as you awake realizing the years that have past and the years that are to come. It's sad and strong broken but not gone as you turn on your toes refusing to fall you still stand even if it's all you got left you refuse to fall.