The casket holds her body...

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he turns to walk away no regrets for what he has said,
she stands silently in disbelief, thoughts racing through her head.

with every step he takes she falls more and more apart,
he is taking everything from her, most importantly her heart

when he is finally out of sight she falls down to her knees,
he is no longer hers to call her own, instead just a memory

her heart starts asking questions that her mind cannot explain,
how can he just up and leave throwing everything away?

he doesnt realize the severity of her tears she holds most of it inside,
everyone thinks its just a broken heart but a piece of her just died.

he tells her she will meet someone new and she will be just fine,
yet she knows that for another her feelings wont unwind

it has been 3 months and 7 days and her feelings still hold true,
there is only one way to escape this pain, she knows what she has to do

it has been a long time coming, there is only one reason she has made it this far,
that reason is hope, hope that one day he will come back and rekindle that old spark

in reality he is not coming back, he has made that clear to see,
now it is her turn to run away, to escape and fulfill her fer needs.

she doesnt want attention, nor pity or sympathy,
but her heart and sanity are both gone so now she too must leave.

he took everything else from her, now she will take her life,
life just ain't worth living with put him there by her side

you see he manipulated her, sheltering her from the truth,
hiding reality with his fine plans that she just couldn't see through

after long hard preparation the day is soon to come,
when she'll say goodbye to everyone, even him though he's technically already gone

her leaving will not be a tragedy, it's what is meant to be, it's fate,
and on her eternal resting place her tombstone should state...

her time on earth has ended and now she must depart,
this casket holds her body but HE still holds her heart.

by: Amanda N Nichols