Fantasy

It's hard, it hurts, she doesn't want to let go, but she has too. She been holding too tightly to a fantasy that can never be hers. She falls asleep with resolve in her heart and tears in her eyes. When she wakes, she feels empty, unaware of what there is to feel anymore. So much of her heart was dedicated to a lost cause that she doesn't know what to do without it. Her thoughts are a jumble of confused questions and painful memories. The words he hasn't spoken to her face cut her like a knife and rip her heart in two. A useless cause is all for not. Empty sorrow bites her soul and a single salty tear slips from her eye. She gave too much, as she always has and in the the cause is lost.