Confusion Poem by Regan Meade

Everything used to make perfect sense.
Not anymore.
She used to feel so in control.
Not anymore.
He used to make sense.
Not anymore.
They were once very happy.
She messed up.

The line that wasn’t supposed to be crossed is blurred.
She is lost.
Her heart is lost in the maze of despair.
He isn’t affected.
His heart is made of stone and ice.

She's changing.
He doesn't care.
She's dying.
He could care less.
She's gone
He's moved on.

No one realizes that she is lost to them forever