Never More

When the object of a sweet obsession is gone,
existing never more.
The onset of feeling emotionally deceived begins.
A heart believes what it wants to believe,
despite life's neon flashing signs.
A heart wants to believe it was truly wanted, deeply wanted, that it was truly love.
Because heartache is a deep abyss of pain,
the brain would rather not feel on its rational terrain.
Even the sound of your name, hurts like a sledge hammer slicing through the central core of my soul.
Every lingering thought of you just deeper carves the hole.