Her Heart

Her heart was filled with the heart of her lover

She never knew how much.

Until she tried the heart of another,

And her filled heart shrivelled up empty.

Like a rose in frozen winter,

She was left standing alone.

She was too broken to let out a shiver,

Too scared to even move.

 

She was frightened by eternal loneliness,

Though she would not stop to realize.

She couldn't be happy without his touch,

She couldn't live without his love.

 

She never slept nor ate a crum,

She couldn't stop that long.

She often numbed the pain with rum,

Though it soon wore off.

She awoke with cuts bore deep within her skin,

The guilty razor beside her.

She remembered nothing of the night before,

It mattered not to her.

 

She needed him back in the worst of ways,

But feared he would never return.

To the arms that called him day in and day out,

Or even look her way.

 

Her mind soon crashed,

Tears often fell.

She was alone and no one could see,

She was caught in the ocean's swell.

She prepared to beg for his love to return,

It was him or no more anything.

Until the moment that he said yes,

She held the gun to her head.

 

She was cleansed by the return of his affection,

Though fear still lingered in her doubt.

Was all of this only simply a dream?

But he was still there when she awoke.

 

Her life has gone on,

With him by her side.

She no longer wants the heart of another,

Simply the heart of her lover.