These wounds are healing quickly, as is my heart. But I will never forget the day our love was at a start. I loved the way you said my name in the sun and in the rain, all of this though, now causes me great pain. I heard the words “the end” and could never handle myself again. I struck the knife against my soul and heard no word following your swift flee. I never knew you wanted to leave, making my heart wilt like a plucked rose. It showed me true love cannot grow from stones. Cold heartless words are all we now exchange; I thought we would never be estranged. Your words once brought life, now all it breathes is strife. I’m living with no words to express my decomposed soul.