The Cry Of A Broken Heart

The Cry Of A Broken Heart 

~Srimoyee Dutta

I can no longer talk to you

No more texts, phone calls or emails,

I can no longer hug you or kiss you.

All I can do is talk about you,

Reminisce about the good times,

Obsess over the bad.

Replaying the last conversation over and over again, 

Watching it all fall apart,

Like a horror movie on repeat.

And now I pay someone to listen,

An hour a week to get out the pain.

To talk about you with love, anger and pain.

She calms me through the same conversations,

Fears and thoughts I have to voice again and again,

Will I be happy again?

I don't understand what went wrong,

I don't get how you could end things so suddenly!

Feels like just yesterday that you were calling me "baby",

And telling me you loved me !

I guess we were never meant to be,

And I gave myself to you for nothing.

Because now we are no longer "we",

This isn't you, I can't let you go,

We were different,

Maybe you will change your mind.

She reassures me my feelings are normal,

Promises me I'll feel better one day,

And that it happens to everyone she says!

I thought our situation was special,

Turns out it's the same story as everyone else's.

I just wasn't prepared for the ending.