Recycling

the story ended at a shortfall
a little pissed at the fact that the ring is on the right hand
he has no clue what he's doing
moving too fast; thinking too slow
does he know that she sees it all?
fate is in the hands of those who care 
those who love know nothing of evil
she ran to his escape hoping to feel
she found nothing but a little note
" i'm here for you even when i'm gone " it said
written back was a simple phrase
" no one gets us here; its only you and I "
we learn from the mistakes we've cherished
recycle bins are for paper
not hearts; but the question is
what about paper hearts?