I am pieces of those I love
Woven in an intricate pattern
It flows and falls and starts and stalls
Ever changing.

And part of you is in my smile.

To see their lips in unison
is to scream my lungs out
with silence as the witness
because whenever I close
both my eyelids
it becomes the only scene
my heart plays on repeat

I died
right there and then
in the most vicious manner
with every touch she crafted on his skin
and every smile she formed to his lips
she mutilated me—sliced my body
and took away the happiness in me
I was buried inside the coffin
of their screaming memory
and I yelled back in agony

then he ran to me
pulled my soul with powerful force
of his convincing gravity
he resuscitated what she stole
and returned my heart to a whole