She loved him

But she was broken

Above whim

Her love for him was unspoken

She felt pain

It was dark

Maybe it would rain

There wasn’t a single spark

The stars were what she most liked most about the sky. Then they started to fall.

1,2,3 then all

This was the end

In the quiet, she finds solace, no scent, just empty space.

No one can befriend her, as her heart won’t mend.

She left without a trace