I fall for a brokenhearted man

He, who never sees me

because

she has left unerasable marks

in his heart.

Scars with rough stitches

that bleed when the present

meets the past,

their past.

I stand, stare at the wall

of his broken heart,

I want to heal it

but the wall is solid hard.

So I picture a future with him

with her away from his memory,

However, I realize,

am I even in his present now?

I dream of a dream,

where I fall for a brokenhearted man

who is out of my reach,

and he turns me into a brokenhearted woman.