She looked out the window
at the empty black abyss.
Thinking about him, his
touch, his tender kiss.

It seems like just yesterday,
when he held her so tightly.
He told her he loved her
and made love to her nightly.

They spoke of their future
and the ring was bought.
He was her soul mate,
or so she had thought.

Everything seemed perfect,
so right in her simple life.
She couldn't wait to the day
when she'd become his wife.

But something wasn't right,
she knew in her mind.
Though she didn't want to admit it
so she put it behind.

Then the day came when
he broke her heart.
He disappeared from her life,
leaving her world torn apart.

How could he do this?
Wasn't his love real?
Was she just a game?
A pathetic heart to steal?

She was left to pick up the pieces
of her broken heart and soul.
She knew it would take time
to heal and feel whole.

That day came, sure enough,
when she no longer felt bitter and sad.
It was a blessing, she realized,
a better life was to be had.