It pierced through without hesitation that blade into my heart the tip severing as you withdrew burying itself in deeper with every sob cuts of irreparable desolation i would wonder how i would heal if i could ever heal the ache reverberating a melancholy like the deep bass of a cello achouced from its strings my grief bellowing a deafening soundΒ Β i was ready to abandon hope of a revival instead my palms pushed hard against the ground i.arose. and my heart mended around your unrequited love