I fell in love with a young man so perfect he only lived in my dreams.
I became consumed by him.
The dimple on his left cheek, the patch of blue in his green eyes.
Sleeping my life away, hour by hour.
Awakening only to eat and yet it was still too much time wasted.
Too much time spent not with my young man.
So, one night he told me where he had been buried, underneath an enormous birch tree, far to the west he said.
I traveled to the enormous birch tree, far to the west and prepared myself.
I peeled away the skin on my wrists, ankles and throat and before I slipped into my beloved world of unconsciousness, I tied myself to the enormous birch tree.
With each blink I felt the tree absorbing my blood.
I opened my eyes to see the young man in front of me.
He said, "Well done." as he pulled my heart from my cold chest and placed it into his.
He kissed my cheeks and whispered into my ear,
"This, is what love feels like." and walked away.