Can you hear it? Or do you not recognize the sound of a breaking heart?

My heart still beats, sprawled on the floor,
Waiting for your footsteps to echo through the door.
They never came, but I’m not sad,
Not a tear in sight, nor am I mad,
I shouldn’t expect so much out of you,
For you to come, after we’re through.

How dare I assume that you might possibly care,
That feeling in you was always so rare.
But in the back of my mind, I thought you had changed,
But forgive my mistake; I must be inane.

©HaleyxHardcore