i can't believe i'm still breathing
my heart is still beating
i thought my world would come to a hault
but now i see it's all your fault
you just weren't meant for me
i see so clearly
how were my eyelids so heavy
that i couldn't see he didn't love me
a charity case for these pitiful remnants
of what used to be a beautiful woman
we tried to be friends
friends till the end
but i can't endure these pains
that reoccur day after day
laughing to inside jokes from sun up to sun down
knowing in my heart he'd never be around
to hold me as his own
or love me as his girl
i'd take back the experience and memories made
and pray that each of these feelings fade
so i can say i've lived and learned
and my weightless heart has been burned
i just want to move on
i'll pretend to be strong
for everyone that's watching me
but i'm crying & dying inside secretly
he's completely erased from life as i've known it
and this stupid poetic outlet has turned into a sonnet
he keeps me wondering
if life will ever bring
the butterflies and love i felt for him
or if i'm doomed in this world i'm in
a world of deafening silence & loneliness
heartache, sadness, and emptiness
But I will Be Strong
and move on
to the happiness i know i should claim
and a sense of self worth i should maintain
so here i am at the end of this paper
obsessed with the question, "who'll ever love her?"
but i'm still breathing
and my heart is beating
although sometimes i wish it would stop.
