I have a story to tell it runs deep in my blood through my veins the tale of a broken heart that can never be mended  no matter how much I love shown it will never be enough days spent  pacing back-and-forth  anxious my toes tapping, looking  side to side up and down wondering if it's going to be worth it this time it's like the anticipation of the tears is worse than the actual feeling of my heart breaking all over again. Trust none that's my story of everyday wondering if it's all worth it. Each little thing I love most slowly disappearing.