ade n tesca poem num2...Broken

My heart, she aches for the love it once knew... the echos of pain, radiate into my eyes, and as they fill, my only thought is your smiling face, which i'll never see again.the only face thats my eyes see's is my sad refection, broken memories tatted on my face, with no expression, the mirrors cracks n the face in the mirror smiles n says with ists smiling lips and crying eyes whispers "gone, gone, she will never return to my embrace, never feel the warmth of her kisses" touching his lips, he shutters to the memory, her last momory.her last memory was in my head lil did i know i was smiling i was happy once again no thorts of isolation or suicide it was like taking my first breath again but as quick as it came it was being pushed out my right ear by the last memory of pain the words she said to me the look upon her face the hate n tears inflicted in her eyes the sound of her voice n the way she breathed was so shameful i couldnt bare to listen to the reflection in the mirror... it broke... liike on that fateful night, my fist connected to the mirror like her eyes connected with my heart... this pain is no where near as bad as the throbbing of my head. the ever-constant aching she left behind her... left for me to handle, alone... once again.