Heart break

As she gazes at the message she dreaded, she doesn't cry or make a sound. Her eyes can't stand tears much longer, she may never love again, for her heart has been bled.

Her eyes are dry but inside she's dying. He wanted to save their friendship, but it is already ruined. 

A week later she sees him at school, she bows her head in shame to avoid looking into his eyes again. He just walks past, laughing with his friends, without a second glance, without even noticing her existence.

Everyone thinks she's moved on from him, but it's been less than a week. She hates the thought that he might love someone else now. She feels empty inside, like a corpse that donated all of their body parts after an autopsy.

She's happy on the outside but on the inside, her heart is so shattered that it is no longer recognized as a heart. Inside she is screaming to the world, hating on everyone that speaks to her.