This is the text I could never send to you
This is what heartbreak looks like.
It is the soliloquies you wrote to him at midnight while crying
It is the formality, a smile, and the absence of warmth
It is the nausea and the vomit because this mornings breakfast just didn't have the heart to stay with you
He didn't either
This is what heartbreak sounds like.
Silence
Breaking
Static
This is what heartbreak feels like.
The burn of your concerned friends eyes into your back
The burn of the shame tinging your cheeks red
This is what heartbreak is.
You
Me
But not us
Never us
This poem is about:
Me