recovery phase

the old dream is dead.. washed up like a old drunken bum on the corner streets laying wondering where it all went.. but where past that. something new has come into my life and rather then push it away because of thoughts of old lets try to find some new happiness. although i never thought it was possible to let someone else in its time to heal the wounds of love. how? by giving it another shot. so the time i use with you now the time i spent working on obtaining a new heart a new smile i sit back and gather all this positive energy to recover. because there is nothing like the first but maybe just maybe if i give my heart to someone else again i can fully recover. some may call it rebound but i call it recovery phase