Loving the wrong person is like calling a number that no longer works.
"The number you have called is no longer in service. Goodbye."
Imagine getting that message if you tried calling someone's heart.
"The heart you had is no longer yours. Its moved on. Goodbye"

Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!

She's granite old and fossilized.
She lived too **** long. She knew.
The doctor told her today.
It's cancer. She said so all along.
Her stage is set for her final act.
Her coach awaits stage left.