A/N this one gets a poem I wrote.

"Having a broken heart

is like having broken ribs.

On the outside you look

fine, but every breath hurts."

No one knows

How much my world changed

When the phone rang on that day

The sun still shone

The traffic droned on

My heart screams

The tears stop

But still no one really knows

The things I said

The things I didn't

The things I'll never know

of this I am now sure

I loved you

But now I know

you loved me more