Emptied

Heart filled
love and joy.
six months afore
such withering starts
painfully and slowly.
you suffer and cry
the last drop is gone
and left with nothing.
no hope say the spring.
no broken hearts.
no abrupt ends.
fed at it and fed at it
till you had nothing left
as you all but prance.
emptied.
it hurts
and its hurting
and it will never stop hurting.
because now he prances,
prances, prances.
will a heart filled
and memories forgotten.