Unrequited

All the while you've been here, There's been someone who was there, To listen with bated breath, and hang on to each word of yours, you might not have noticed but somebody cared of course. Content to listen to whatever you might have to say, Cherishing each and every word that came her way. On her every heartbeat your name was etched, but happiness was not destined for the poor wretch. She wanted you with every shard of her being, Without you, existence for her had no meaning. But before she could fly fate chopped her wings, And left her a shattered mess, the poor thing.