Her hearts beating.
Beating while it's broken. While it's torn apart.
She's letting it beat for him though. To think he'll complete it again. Or to sow it back together. 

Her feet still walk the earth. They're tired of walking for no reason. She keeps them going though, just to walk to him.

Her heads completely confused. Confused with mixed feelings. It's telling her to give up. She ignores it though; she doesn't want to give up on him.

Her eyes close at the thought of him. She takes it in. But she now keeps her eyes open, just to think he'll appear before her eyes.

Her hearts still beating, her feet are still walking, her head is still completely confused. But her eyes are now open; waiting for him.