We've been there.

She sat there sighing to herself.
Wondering why she is still here.
Waiting.
Waiting for no one to come.
In the pouring rain she sits on the sidewalk,
watching people pass,
& cars drive by.
She cries but no one stops to care why.
Because tears are invisible in the rain.
You can’t see a broken heart but it still hurts.
You can’t see the pieces shatter but their still a million shards,
waiting to become one again.
Because she cannot move on if love is broken.