The day when dreaming ends

The heart which was in my mouth plummeted into the acidic pit of my stomach.
No! I whispered to the hard stone floor beneath my feet.
He's left you, it's over.
The voices taunting me, swirling round and round.
I retched on my hands and knees but nothing happened.
A small wail rung around the air suprising me with his empty plea.
It wasn't until I realised the wail ommited from my lips did I start to cry.
The screams inside my chest ripped open into the cold night air.
Today's the day when dreaming ends.