Your First Heartbreak

“He left me,” I sob.

The world feels as though it has caved in.

The clock reads 1 a.m. and I lie wide awake,

everything aching.

Warm tears flow down my cheek.

Thoughts swarm my head

reminiscing on memories we shared.

The breakup was not the worst part.

Watching someone you once knew

become a stranger in a blink of an eye.

Acting like you are okay.

Memories you shared still trapped inside your head  

is the worst part.

Even after you left me, I find myself still craving you.

You looked at me and told me you loved me

even though you knew this would never work.

I wish you would have given more.

When you left

you took a piece of me with you.

Now I must go on and forget.

Forget you and the memories

that swarm my head each night.