My heart hurts.
Every morning I wake up,
I relive the day we fought.
As time goes on,
I wait for you to call.
My heart hurts,
Because you still haven't called.
Day 6 and it hasn't gotten easier.
Day 7 I'm praying that you call.
I'm restless,
Because I ******* miss your love.
Every time I think of you,
I write another poem.
My heart still hurts,
And you still haven't called.

I just cut myself,
By accident.
I'm bleeding,
But I don't want it to stop...