Dead.

Tears welled up consuming her eyelids.
Her throat constricting by the second.
Shrieks of internal pain.
Not physical.
Lungs are starting to fail.
Asthma kicks in.
She clenched her throat, hoping to put an end to all her misery.
She let go.
Gasped for air.
Cried more because of the lack of oxygen.
Suicidal thoughts began to fill her empty mind.
Is she insane?
All of this for love...
Foolish girl.
She collapsed to her knees.
She asked God 'why?'
She screamed.
In the cold of the night..no one heard her.
All she knew.
All she wanted.
All she needed.
Has been abolished.
When he told her..'I cannot see myself with anyone else'
or something as massive as 'growing old together'
she died a little more inside.
Truth be told.. she will never love again.
She said it before.
But she means it now.
After all the heartaches..
She's dead.
and that's how it was meant to be.