I haven't written a poem in ages but i used to find it helped, thought i might try again, i know it's not that good i like to write down how i'm feeling at that moment and not to edit it too much. I'd sit alone in a crowded room, So I'll sit alone in the room i call my own, Thinking about not thinking of you, You emerge online so I pounce to speak to you, Still I'd love to hear each melody of every note in your voice, To hear you whisper words like we once did, To have you look at me with the eyes I knew so well, To feel the way you made me feel, but it shall be no more. I knew every inch on you as you did me, The spear of love that struck our hearts entwining us, Now just a crippled pain within my chest, And you just leave, leave me with the vemenous love, Once so prosperous now just rots my flesh, my mind, my heart and soul. You say that you have news, I clench my teeth and wait and listen, You tell me what I dread, what i fear, You've got someone else in a few short weeks, So i sit and stare at the words that cut me, Cut me more than any blade ever could. Knowing I'll never hear the words I need to hear.