heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Last waking breath
My darling Jane, To my last waking breath, to my last pumping, palpable heartbeat, I beseech you to respond. My heart aches and pains for you. Ever since that day we parted, due to my mad and dark ward upstairs, my dark raven, the severing cause that tears you from me, I’ve known nothing but agony.
By Melissa Ingoldsby4 years ago in Poets






