Desperate for acceptance.
I poured out my soul.
My blissful beloved heart was no longer whole.
It was melted.
Soaked in by the wrong person.
I wanted him jubilant from the beginning.
Drip drop every day.
Soon my heart began to stop.
I had nothing left, I was dry and ringed from happiness.
Depression was all that was left.
While he was absorbed and content.