Alone

Slowly the tears flow down my face,
Trickling down at a steady pace.

I didn't think it would end this way;
I always thought that she would stay.

Now I sit here, all alone
No longer on my happy throne.

I've been upset for quite a while,
I still can't bring myself to smile.

Every thing's fine, though my heart is still broken,
It's still crushed from when we'd last spoken.

I can not take this any longer,
Though doctors say it makes me stronger.

A heart this broken can not have a cure,
A heart so frail, a heart so pure.