My heart has been ripped out at it's seams
Laid out on display like an old fossil

knowing it's importance but not caring long enough
This is the heart that is no more

The heart that is no more used to be filled with love, for itself and others
There was one that it loved very much
It gave itself up but was mistreated when it showed its all
It's love did not get how much the heart had for this one
How much compassion, how much pride, how much joy
But it's love only cared about what other people though of it
It was not okay with being content with itself
It was not okay with being loved