I can try and distract myself from this sinking feeling,
but that also means that I will stop my heart from beating.
Which, come to think of it, is not that bad of an idea;
I was dead anyways, as soon as you walked out of my area.

Now what would be, the most beautiful funeral setting?
For a heart that once loved, once cared, but now dying.
Leaving its final beats, to someone who is worth loving;
as for reciprocation? This heart was not given anything.

This heart wants something, that only you can provide,
But alas! There are things that aren't meant to be given.
Love is a beautiful thing, that everyone will feel inside;
however, love is not forced, and will never play even.

Unfair as it may seem to anyone, who has loved before;
but are unable to receive the feeling back to their core.
That's the unspoken truth about loving someone wholly;
sometimes you win them, most times you end up lonely.

And even though you've been broken, countless of times,
you will keep coming back; hoping for the day that you will,
be able to find the right mix of words, the right mix of rhymes;
to have someone to love you, and make your world stand still.