Having my heart broken was
A lot like dying
Only it was worse than that.
You can only die once
(Or so I've been told).
One swift jump and
It's over.
But with him
I died everyday
Over
And over again.

(Sometimes, more than once a day.)

Everytime I
Checked my phone for a text
Or a call,
Or an email,
My heart broke just
A little bit more.
I died
Everytime I crossed our favorite street.
Everytime I walked under the lamppost
Where he held my hand for
The first time.

I died countless times for two years.
And when I thought
I could die no more, I
Did it yet again
When I saw him love another.

I wish I'd known that night
He only called to never
Listen to my voice ever
Again.

So, to my future lover I
Implore (Whereever you are)
Please, never ever let
Me die like that ever
Again.
I came back from
The dead once.
I don't think I can do that one more time.