Does it count as a heartbreak too,
when you stop loving yourself?

the silence
hurts more
than the
words

The last memory I have of you
You were sitting in your car

With pleading eyes that said,
“Please don't go”
Although moments earlier
Your words said different.

I had kissed your cheek
And said one last
Goodbye.

I waved as I drove away
With a heavy heart and a
Soul that did not want to
Leave.