When my heart feels empty, I think of you and the emptiness is magnified:
Not good enough for you, not the right match,
never in the right place at never the right time,
opportunities missed, ignored, or let go culminate in the bitterness of my tone
My heart is jaded; it does not want to feel–
Why should you be any different than he
who trampled my best intentions and drowned my hopes?
Took all that was dear and left charred memories ,
ripped asunder in throes of agony,
left bare and damaged incapacitated for life.