A Broken Heart Poem by Ashley Proulx

Getting over a broken heart is like mourning the death of a loved one; only what has died is the beating in your chest and the warmth that held you tight.
When love starts to wither and fade you can’t help but to sense is.
When the love has died your lovers eyes grow cold and dim, lifeless and it feels as if your looking right into the eyes of a corpse,
You see emptiness, you feel numb and burning pain all at once.
So this is what I say about love, it can live forever but if you do not feed into the passion it will vanish, but two have to share the same reaction if not it’s all gone, lost forever and no where to go to bring it back
For the flame has been extinguished all that is left is the mistrust and scattered dust from the ashes of the hearts that broke…….
And so you mourn the life you lost, your life, your love, but never worry for soon you will be reborn for there is always hope that the pain wont last long.