I will always remember the day that we broke up.
My tear-stained face and your stoic expression said it all.
The second that you walked away was the moment that
the dam broke and all hell broke loose.
Tears drained themselves out of my eyes from the pain
of you ripping out a piece of my heart and taking it with you.
The piece that was taken was the part of me
that knew how to laugh at the simplest things,
that blushed when you spoke my name out loud,
that wasn't broken when something reminded me of
you.

The internal hemorrhaging was more than I could take,
and all of my strength in that moment was put towards
not collapsing on the stairs in front of my home.
Each step you took felt like a stomp on my chest,
slamming into me with a purpose.
With the same force that you used to break my rib cage,
my palpitating heart fought back with passion.
While my body broke down,
my heart was the only thing trying to save me,
because Lord knows that once you turned your back to me,
you were never going to turn around again.

With one last look back at you,
I saw your eyes, filled with remorse and sadness.
but I thank God that you didn't ******* come barreling back,
because as hard as my heart was fighting for me to stay,
it fought to push you out of my system as quickly as possible.
If you enveloped me back into your arms,
overdose would be inevitable, and it would take
God’s ******* grace to save me from the damage you have done.

Lord knows we were a match made in heaven,
but star crossed lovers were never meant to last.
We’re no Romeo and Juliet love story
because I will never **** myself.
I didn't have to worry,
because you already did it for me.