In my chest, my heart remained
Until you came along.
You smiled at me and ripped it out;
Now my empty chest feels wrong.

At first it wasn't so bad.
You held it close and sweet.
But in your other hand, you gripped the knife,
And I was blindsided by your deceit.

Into my heart, you stabbed the dagger,
And walked away so proud.
I tried to plead, but my withering heart,
Made it far too hard to be loud.