love does't forgive time.

Rain on a tin roof, hearing the sound of it resonate loudly as each drop pounds away at the unforgiving metal. This is how watching love that isn't yours be given freely to another. Your heart tears slowly, unforgivingly each time you see it, hear it. Each time you hear the words that are meant to comfort though you know its just filler to ease the void. Just empty noise to fill the unyielding gap of time that isn't closing. You want to make wishes on stars, but so many stars have fallen out of the sky that you just can't do it again because it is already hurting. Cinderellas shoe, I fear, will remain forever lost.