"I find myself fading/into a different shade of sorrow." This is beautiful. The short-ness of it feels right.

it's short and sad, open to interpretation. lovely last line.

Short, yet satistfying. "I mould you face/ into the wreckage of my heart." I found this a little too abstract maybe. It gives me this grotesque image of someone's face folding in on itself until it can fit into a sort of heart-shaped cake pan. An awkward line/image, or maybe I just have a wild imagination. But I like the last line, nice consonance.