Something is invading.
Squeezing slyly into the space where I store my most precious emotions.
It's squeezed out all the happiness, the hope.
I'm desperately trying to hold onto the best parts of my heart.

There's something that I need to cull.
The thing is a he.
He's poison to me, only to me,
'Amends' are impossible,
Contact is dangerous,
Reconciliation is a desperate dream that will lead to outright war.
My heart is sore.
My eyes are dry.

I love him, and I want to die.