Shifting like a coward back then forth,
I watched my lover vacant.  
His eyes looked at me as if there where nothing else in the whole world.
There was.
So I told him:

“I do not love you any more.” I said, so confident and proud.

“I swear to god you will not see me in heaven
and I'll find my own heaven somehow.

I value my beer
and my places and dreams
and perhaps some new lovers for now.
And though it may hurt
you cannot calm my screams
and that matters
it ******* matters
you failed!!"

He looked down as if I had just ripped something out of him,
I did.
I loved it so much
and cried like a baby all night
wishing I had him to hold on to.

His jewel was wrapped around my neck like a noose.
I tugged on it to see if he would notice.
He didn’t.
And in that moment I tugged so hard that it broke.
I threw what was left at him.
Broken gems hit the scattered floor.
They where gone.
We where.

I revved my engine and hoped for hell that he would take me back!
He didn’t.
And those eyes like eyeballs rest comfortably upon his ugly cheeks.
His face all torn up by liquid and hate.  
Then he kissed me so sweetly even I felt like the devil.

I was.

And I knew just then that I would never forget that moment.