No claim.

Heavy heart

Clenching, weighed down by mercury

I have no claim

Tumours of pain that 

have no business being there.

 

Love means caring for another more than yourself

Never thought experiencing it would be so bitter

Sweet

Guess that’s it’s expected

For loving someone you can’t make happy.

 

Wonder who they’re seeing

Realise you have no right to know

What

Are you but

Another guy

She’d be happier with another

Anyway.

 

Is this my cue to exit

This wasn’t my idea of romance.