I heard her heart broke

No one knew that her heart was breaking.
No one else, but me
Because I heard it--
The sound of a heart breaking into tiny little pieces.

It is the sound of a young girl sobbing
As she is curled up on her bed
Like a fetus
That night when she had lost her first love

It is the sound of tears falling
One by one on the stained pillow
Like the rain
Tinkling on the roof.

It is the sound of footsteps
Walking towards the door
As one leaves
Without saying goodbye.

Her heart was breaking indeed
Into tiny little pieces
And I heard it breaking
Inside me

© okemonster