14. HEARTBREAK ANTHEM
God, her eyes deprive me of every ounce of strength I need.
Her touch delights me. It's making me talk in my sleep.
The way she said it. The way she made it seem.
The way she troubled me is but a waking dream.

This is the part where I jump,
where I grasp the air and cry "good luck."
This is the part where I land,
where I leave you kneeled, empty-handed.

They said I overreacted. Instead, I'm underrated.
The letters burned to ashes. The empty room and bare mattress.
You would never understand. You'd think I was too young and bland.
My decision ultimately understated. I close your helping hand.

This is the part where I slump,
where I clutch the sky and pray for nothing.
This is when your eyes are getting wetter,
when you finally find the tear-stained letter.

This is the part where I'm quiet,
where the black suits pay tribute, single-file.
The music seems so distant.
Everyone forgot to listen.