Heartbroken

I just don't know right now.
It hurts and I want him to miss me.
Of course.
This sucks.

I can barely remember what it felt like when you loved me,
but I remember so well what it felt like when you held me.
It's hard to think straight
because the beating of my broken heart is just so loud.
I wish it would just
shut
up.

(And that's a lie. I can recall moments when I felt loved.)