I sat idle by the window waiting for your call,
I receive a text instead that reads "we need to talk".
I feel a damp stream down my face, and my heart race as I start to bawl,
And I feel myself breaking as I see visions of my body outlined in chalk.

Devastation and panic sets in over my soul,
I wonder if it was an impending heartbreak.
I could feel anguish subsumed into my being as though I was a blackhole,
This was when my body decided to give up and I started to shake.

Quiver, shiver, seizures as my head fell upon my pillow,
The body fluids still secreting from my once bright eyes.
I rolled into a ball and held myself resembling an armadillo,
And that was when I realised "forever and love" were all lies.

That night as I cried myself to sleep, I had recurring nightmares,
Of you trying to leave and me hugging myself to sleep.
I then realised that from the start we were always in need of repairs,
And as a result it became discerned that you weren't mine to keep.