Heart. Break.

Your standing in front of me, still.
My cheeks streaked with mascara filled tears.
"I don't want to hurt you."
"So don't" I utter.
Pressing your hand against my heart.
You can feel the faint pulse of pain.
In an instant, swift and sharp.
The pulse is gone. As am I.

You walk away as I crumple,
I see your face as I fall.
Destiny wraps up the wretched mess
Never knew heartbreak could be so painful.