Cold Heart Poem by Ridah Ellahi

My heart stops beating,
My breath clogs in my throat,
When she touches you,
Like you have always been hers to hold.

A thousand knives stab me,
A million blades cut my skin,
When she stands with you by her side,
And asks me how I’ve been.

My heart rips itself,
My mind unraveled by the pain,
My tears scream for mercy,
But their attempt goes in vain.

When your hand touches her,
It brings back memories I want to forget.
Every breath taken with you,
Is a moment I regret.

When she holds your hand,
She gives oil to my flame.
My ears bleed out,
When she says your name.

Pain in the form of blood,
Drains my eyes.
When she tells you she loves you,
Tells you sweet believable lies.

I look past my agonized vision,
To see her head on your shoulder.
I tell myself it’s an illusion.
The heart can’t possibly grow any colder.

Your eyes will open one day,
You’ll know the lies weren’t true.
You’ll realize your heart lies with me.
You’ll see that I’ll always love you.