How could a muscle,
The size of a fist,
Be the cause of all this.

How could a *****,
So small,
Cause this big of a brawl.

How could that small, red
Heart,
Be what drove us apart.

How could something so futile,
Make my whole body burn
With your touch that
Lingered on my arm.

The tingling sensation
of your Lips on mine,
brings me back to a happier time.

It’s funny how
all this pain caused
By this worthless pump,
was the one that caused my whole body to shiver when you touched me last.
The two sides of the spectrum
I experienced.

Yet I can’t pick up the million pieces
of this muscle the size of my fist.
It’s broken and can never be fixed.