Broken

You sit there, broken, Tears down your face. In their heart you’ll never have a place. The tears sting, Your heart aches. A façade of happiness your face creates. Chance one has gone, Here comes chance two. But you just can’t say “J??? I love you” You turn your back, And then they leave. You grab your chest, but you can’t breathe. You’ve cried so much, Your eyes: they itch. Who ever said love wasn’t a bitch? You sit and stare, With nothing to say. Knowing that man, will never feel the same way.