Last Heartache
She’s Not the Love Song He Wants to Hear
The Pain is Real
Back on the Shelf to Heal
Beautifully Broken My Dear
Heart Split Wide Open Severe
Bleeding Tears She Fears
Going to Take Some Time it’s Clear
Fairy Tales Aren’t Real
The Glass Slipper Doesn’t Fit Her
Not Going to Change Her Mind
She’s Really Done this Time
Call Her a Quitter
She’s Not Swinging the Bat
Not for Love that Always Turns its Back
Heart’s Shattered
Emotionally Tattered
Thoughts Running Her Down
Chasing Her in Circles Like a Merry-go-round
She’s Losing Ground
Losing Pounds
Her Heart must be Cursed
Tears Exert
Tired She Diverts for Safekeeping
Daydreaming Love Escapes Her Mind with Time
Accepts the Stars Don’t Align
Love’s Been Unkind
This Breakup is the Final Crime
Prays She Heals from the Climb
She’ll Rise Just in Time
Indefinitely Single and Sublime
About the Creator
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