The distressed clenches his or her heart in agony,
Someone ripped it apart and left it for dead.
The distressed wipes a single tear from his or her face,
Hoping, Waiting, Wishing,
For the returned of the beloved.

This is *******.

There is nothing to be beautified
Over the pain of losing your love.

It's ugly.
It's the reason for grief, insanity, hatred.
The glorification of heartbreak
Is what causes the heart to reach farther
For something that cannot be reached anymore.

Love is not pain,
Heartbreak is not beautiful.

Love is beautiful,
Heartbreak is pain.

Alas, the beautiful facade of heartbreak,
Is deceit.