The Painful Mend

This fleeting love tears me asunder,

leaves me broken, and makes me wonder…

Can it be rectified?

For what could have been, my porcelain heart cracks.

Blood leaks from such cracks, as it courses through the heart.

Mending proves difficult, as the heart is left scarred and damaged.

Can it be washed away?

Lying awake, I attempt to dream.

Lamentation turns dreams into nightmares.

Dark apparitions of you haunt them.

Still, eyes remain open as sleep escapes me.

Can it be brought back?

Will it ever end, the throbbing pain in my chest?

The pain that keeps me awake?

The pain that cracked my heart?

Caused by your fleeting love, these deep wounds refuse to heal.

Can it mend my heart and mind?

Made worse by thoughts of you, my eyes fill with tears.

Red and swollen, as lost opportunities are lamented.