Heartbreak

I have been a question mark,

I have been living in denial.

I haven't faced my sorrow,

And just stayed angry for a while.

Something broke.

Not something in me.

But something tangible.

Like trust in an image

And trust in a memory.

Truth is,

Heartbreak without the romance 

Is still heartbreak in the end.

It's the same old same pain

When you lose your friends,

Then lose yourself.

It doesn't matter what they say.

That's still heartbreak anyway. 

THAT is still pain. 

A break up.

No comma, just full stop.

That's still soul loss

Love is still love like that,

It's nothing less.

You don't measure love in kisses.

Sometimes it's voids and near misses. 

Going back to start and not knowing (eachother).

The silence always overflowing.