Heartbreak Heartbroken. Ignored. Isolated. Backs turn on me to push me out the conversation. Eyes glare at me in warning. Stay away from her. Threatening and menacing. Back away. Used to get comfort from them, used to get backed up, told it was alright, used to. Not now. Now they run to eachother, embrace in my face. Like a blinding red hot poker through my chest. Twist it, twist it, twist it. Couples all around. Aware my issues hold me back, try my best but once again my faithful friends do not come to my rescue. They exist in their own world, discarding me out with the dismissive turns of their backs. Not a word, from them or the keeper of my heart. Not a word when they see my pain, not a word when I stand alone. They dance. The lights and the sound. Too much. Not a sympathetic soul among them. Not a whiff of compassion. You dance. You hug. All of you. Except me. You kiss in my face. You look so in love and so happy. And it breaks my heart. Like a kick in the chest, obliterating my lungs entirely. Completely. Useless. Why do I love someone in such a way? They treat me horrifically, ignored and isolated. Barely a word spoken. Awkward. Yet I still love them. More fool me. But I can't be without them.