I will not cry a million times

Over something I have lost

But loving and then losing you

Made me realize the true cost

I cannot focus on the good

Or even on the bad

I cannot even think of you

And whatever it is that we had

All my words, thoughts, and feelings

I think I’ve gotten out

And I do not love you anymore

This I do not doubt

You left a mark, a horrid stain

On my broken heart

I’m still finding all the pieces

Since left with just this small part