The word

As she sits on her bed
Dreaming of what he said
Her eyes crying of the words
that wouldn't leave her head

Will she ever be loved again
She sits and waits...
for longing to hear, the last thing he ever said

Never knowing how he felt
she just took the help
not knowing that it will end
in something that didn't blend

her eyes red, pillow wet
Should she call or just wait...
to see how long she can be strong