I wanted to cry and be a man synchronously.
She takes me heart
Smashes it into b.i.t.s

I wanted to laugh and throw tantrums simultaneously
She hands it back with a grin
Ugly art stitches cover my heart.

True love is not for the faint hearted
There, are me fugly stitches in her heart

The force is with us.
So are cookies at the darkside.