upon the sight of your face,
i grew a second heart,
because all that i saw in you
was a new start.

i carried heart #2 in my hands,
to make sure you saw its crimson shine,
and all my brain told me to do was to bide my sweet time.

but then every heartbeat became an earthquake,
and my spirits began to flatline.

time of death, i awaited
while my second heart's beat declined,
until all it became
was an echo