Heartbreak is supposed to be figurative
But not so much to me these days
I’ve been told not asked to leave
I was rejected and here I stand withering
The futility that is my life has taken my eyes
For I cannot cry
I have not cried
Missing what I love is the most excruciating pain I’ve ever encountered
I find myself often hoping that my love will
But never does
Call for me
And when he does I break and I nearly throw away all I have talked myself into doing
Being supposedly strong
I’m a lonesome queen with no one by my side