I Adore to Abhor

We love to be shattered,
and broken.
Craving attention, only to be
Forgotten again.

It's all a vicious circle,
Twisting here and there.
Making no sense at all,
It doesn't matter when or where.

Tell yourself it's ok
In the middle of the night.
Listening for the pattered heartbeat
After your fright.

Listening, but hearing nothing
Except the silence thickening.
You're forgotten again
It's all so sickening.