The Heart

This heart,

My heart.

It use to belong to you,

But you’re gone.

You left,

And now my chest is empty.

You left me with a life,

So dull,

So empty.

The absence of one human,

Was never thought to hurt this much.

Oh, but it does.

A pain,

So hard to even being to describe.

I’m grasping for air,

Clutching my chest.

Crying out to you,

With, yet again, no reply.

I think myself insane,

Loving someone who’s not there.

Was it even real?

Did this really happen?

Why me, and why now?

Only your answers are satisfactory.

Your warm and gentle kiss,

Could bring me to my knees.

You could put me in a coma,

With just one stare.

It all means nothing, now,

Without you here.

I miss you,

And I need you.

I care,

And I ache.

You’re gone,

And I’m following shortly behind.