If he knew how much she loved him,
It would surely break his heart.
If he could feel the pain of his absence,
In the way it pounds within her chest,
He too may be broken.
If he knew he was the catalyst,
In her decision to end the fight,
It just might bring him to tears.
For if he only knew, his disregard,
Would forever be the reason,
She would never love again.
Then maybe, just maybe,
He would gain an ounce of understanding
Of the hollowness she now calls home.