I held my bleeding heart in my trembling hands and offered it to you in hopes that you would protect it.
My wrists were soaked in crimson and my face was stained by tears but you still looked to me as if you loved me.
And you took it. And you held it. And for a moment, I thought I was safe.
Then you squeezed it. Harder and harder. Until breath could no longer escape my lungs. Your black nails, streaked by red, dug sharply into either side, and with one last effort,

You
Ripped
My
Heart
In
Half.


It was all you had to protect.
It was all I had to give.
Like the heart, we were split in two
Making it impossible to live.