An amused chuckle in my ear
With soft, warm breath brushing
Ever so gently past my neck
A wild, carefree guffaw in the field
While I smile and roll my eyes
At your stupid little jokes
A laugh. Your laugh.
Pure happiness in the form of a
Loud, goofy giggle
It plays over and over in my mind
Your laugh.
It whisks me away
Takes me back  
Back to when we had something
To before you were nothing but
Your laugh.
Echoing in my mind
Resurfacing the painful memories
Up from the graves I buried them in
The flashbacks, they consume me
Your laugh.
Is all I can hear
I'm drowning in our memories
Missing us desperately
Going through hell without you
While you just laugh at me.

I built a glass case around my heart
So another hooligan wouldn't come along and soil it like you did
You stroked it with your greasy fingertips, leaving a sloppy mark and
Departing the museum, never to return
Because the art wasn't to your taste
Even though you left, your blotch remains
Because I risk damage to the artwork by trying to wipe it off

Ever since you defaced my heart
Nobody has come around to check it out
Having art on display seems pointless when there's no one to admire it
But the "look, don't touch" message the glass case implies
Seems to scare away anyone interested
Still, it gets lonely having no one to touch my heart
Other than the glass walls of this solitary display case