She cries.
She whispers her pain into my ear.
She lays down on her bed of roses.
She sobs.
She covers her face with the pillow.
She says your name and breaks down.
She curls up like a child.
She looks out her window.
She silently weeps.
She wipes her tears.
She pretends she isn't hurt.
She's stronger than us all.

To watch her breaking into pieces.
Again.

To see her cry and drown in her tears.
Again.

To see her newest scars begin to form.
Again.

To see her hold onto scraps of faith.
Again.

And he doesn't love her anymore.
Not new.

And he wants to disappear from her.
Not new.

And he wants her to forget his love.
Not new.

And he want another girl in his life.
Not new.