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Abandoned, agonized, apathetic and apart. Black becoming the color in my heart.

Betrayed, bleeding, bitter and broke. Violent cries being the only thing spoken.

Calamity, crushed, confused and cold. The pain inside I can no longer withhold.

Discouraged, disheartened, destroyed and distressed. Struggling with the ache of true loves test.

Exhausted, emotionless, embittered and encased. Will the memories ever fade? Will they erase?

Frightened, frantic, falling and forsaken. Body so weak, heart splintered and breaking.

Grieving, gloomy, grumpy and grim. No longer alive, no longer with him.

Hopeless, humiliated, heartbroken and hurting. Each breath I take, my heart starts burning.

Injured, inconsolable, isolated and impatient. Please stop the pain, I can no longer take it.

Jammed, joyless, jinxed and jittery. His hands and his lips that no longer touch me.

Kaput, kidnapped, kink and knavish. In this darkness, it seems you vanished.

Lonely, lethargic, lamenting and low. He hit my heart, an excruciating blow.

Mourning, mortified, miserable and mutilated. No longer the feeling of happiness only he created.

Nauseated, nostalgic, needful and naïve. My life has led me down on my knees.

Oppressed, overwhelmed, obsessed and offended. Why can’t my heart understand it has ended?

Punctured, petrified, paralyzed and pained. So much left unsaid, so much left unexplained.

Quiet, qualm, queasy and quivering. His pain cannot hide, my tears no longer waiting.

Restless, ruined, ripped and resent. He stole my soul without my consent.

Saddened, suffering, shocked and still. Dreams and hopes, never to be fulfilled.

Troubled, tormented, torn and throbbing. Begging to stop the uncontrollable sobbing.

Unhappy, uncomfortable, upset and uneasy. Heart feeling empty, stomach so queasy.

Violated, vegetating, vindictive, and vex. The only man I’ll ever love, has become my ex.

Worried, withdrawn, wounded and weak. Not able to be nourished, not able to speak.

X friend, x lover, x hopes and x dreams. To get him back, I’ll go to extremes.

Yearning, yelping, yammer and yelling. Will I make it through this day? There is no telling.

Zip, zilch, zapped and zero. I’m nothing to him, yet he’s still my hero...