I cry for the times that we had
I cry for the good and the bad
I cry for the love that I gave
I weep for the care that I crave.

I cry for the words left unsaid
I cry for the tears that I shed
I cry for the memories that fade
I weep at this mess I have made.

I break at the sound of your voice
I break when I think of your choice
I break when I notice your face
I crack when I lose your embrace.

I break when I think of your zeal
I break every time that I feel
I break when I think of your gift
I crack as you rapidly drift.

I fall at the emptiness left
I fall at the hope that’s bereft
I fall at the self-conscious hush
I die at our hands’ sudden brush.

I fall at the pain that I felt
I fall at the fate I’ve been dealt
I fall at what I have become
I die as my heart is so numb.

A/N: I highly dislike the 4th, 5th and 6th stanzas. Any suggestions?