Stupid Girl Poem by hidden poet

Pain is what I'm feeling
a deep and cutting pain.
Not from a blade,
nor any thing that's tangible;
but from the lack of loving you.
My heart she yearns for you,
she pines after you,
parts of her clinging to a desperate hope,
a shadow of a time to a come,
a future, holding us in it-
but my torn and broken heart,
secretly,
knows that no such future lives,
and she leaves a gaping hole as she slowly dies.