Jeremy (monologue)

I've become a different person since the day my heart was viciously ripped out of my chest and torn into a million pieces.I haven't been able to stop the memories from flashing through my dark, empty mind. My soul feels cold and my body feels completely numb, i'm drowning in all this pain. Physically i'm in pain. i'm only breathing, not living; mentally i'm dead. My life is and always has been a absolute lie. I often think to myself, should i try harder? But then I remember how much effort I put forth to get my heart broken. Everything seems so dark, and cold. I see her walking down the halls with her new boyfriend, I look fine; but I feel like my body is filling up with hatred and sadness. Is it possible to die from a broken heart? Oh wait I barley have a heart after she took it from me and burned it along with all the love I gave her. Honestly I still rip my hair out thinking about her; beautiful face, flawless hair and absolutely stunning eyes. All I wanted was her, that's it. Now, i'm left with nothing.