With the world crumbling we pick this time to fall in love.
Oh my love, You choose when the wildfires are burning and the murders of educators are happening. Diverting my focus and throwing me off track when you know where my passion lies. My beautiful distraction. My love, my only. Though I promise for only one more night will I let you rule my mind.

I am a broken soul wandering aimlessly
For I am sorry if you cross my path
Thinking,
Believing
That you are my one and only
Oh my are you so wrong
My heart is in seven different places
Who knows where it will end up at the end of the night?

Through time I began to notice that the phone calls got shorter. That the texts became more vague. I saw the ocean between us pry us apart and take my heart out to shore with it. With her long blonde hair and striking personality i watched your eyes fall in love with the ocean and forget about me. I watched you admire her through all of her tides and waves. I watched the ocean lure you in so far that you began to drown. You were gasping for air and i watched from the shore unable to figure out what was happening. I watched as the lifeguards desperately try to find you in the water unable to locate your water-filled body. I saw your floating corpse out in the sea and lost track of where the ocean took you.

I broke you
I Shattered
What was left of your cold heart.
How?

Well I simply made you believe that you were amazing, astonishing, capable of love. Capable of being a lover when your parents failed to show you. I fooled you into thinking that I was flawless, it is a talent of mine. A depressed man I found you, one filled with joy I made you, and left you a broken man with a manipulated heart.

I snatched your heart and kept it in my hand. A slippery one it was because I struggled to hold it day by day. I put it in my pocket when my hands got nervous and sweaty. It was pounding and breaking my concentration throughout the day. Racing, one million beats a millisecond.

But with anything, humanity gets tired of holding on to nice things. So I did what any cold hearted soul would do, I dropped it. Wait no. It slipped. Hold on no let me recall that day. Oh that’s right; I threw it.

Down it went, pieces were scattered all over the road and I watched the rain come and wash the entirety of it down the nearest sewage drain.

I then watched you in tears, desperately trying to put them back together. Your tears creating a river that was washing the pieces down the drain. My dear shouldn’t you be able to do this quicker? You’ve done it once before.