No

Her eyes shouted
what her lips could not say.
Handing back the box
after closing the lid,
never expecting her to react
with dull and distant orbs
when seeing the engagement ring.

It ripped across his heart
as if a giant pair of shears
had cut his beating organ
in two dead pieces.

His world collapsed
into hell's abyss,
sucking his spirit
into an ashen cerebral ooze
that ate hope
as if it were an acid.

Oh the viper's bite
that his broken fantasies
did invent.
Slithering around my mind
squeezing the life from his spirit.

Waves of anguish's toxins
followed that fall
from love's alluring pinnacle
where he thought tomorrow
would be a honeymoon.

Now laying in the solitude's tomb
tormented with pity's constant ache,
how sad it is to have tried to fly
only to crash into the soil
and live in crippling agony ever after.