Pretty little heart,
so kind and naive.
Pretty little heart,
so innocent and sweet.
Pretty little heart,
pretty face, pretty hair, pretty eyes,
eyes that look at Older Man,
with infatuation.

Older Man,
bittersweet.
Older Man,
wise.
Older Man,
knows better.
Older Man says he loves Pretty little heart.

Older Man takes Pretty little,
into his seemingly kind hand.
Hearts can't walk,
so Pretty little heart chooses to trust Older Man's hand.
After all, Older Man must know better.
Older Man is a whole, fully developed person!
Much superior than a naive Pretty little heart.
"Don't worry, I'm sweet like you" he says.
Hearts can't taste either,
So again, Pretty little heart follows Older Man.

But what Pretty little heart doesn't know,
is that,
Older Man,
is powerful yet quiet, like acid.
Acid that erodes a pretty heart,
and leaves it naked yet suffocated.
This was inevitable,
as an Older Man is a strong body

Hearts can't swim.
Hearts can't survive in acid.
Pretty little heart,
Simply didn't know better

Older man then walks away,
smiling, as this is what he wanted,
leaving a burned, shriveled little heart