My heart cried out as she did
And bled out when her teeth sank into her arm
Muffling her screams... This kid

Desperately searching for a key
I picked up my pink and fluffy, bite sized alpaca
And ran back to her side... I can not leave her be

Wrapped in the arms of a friend
Her eyes stared right into mine, almost pleading
I hand her the alpaca... Hoping her sadness will end

"Is this important to you?" "No"
With tremendous rage, she rips off it's tags, it's clothes, and it's chain
My heart sinks as my fluffy friend is torn apart... But these feelings I stow

Because when she asked, distraught
"Is this important to you?"
I immediately thought
*Yes... But not nearly as much as you.

Hearts are bleeding,
Partners are needing,
Souls are dying,
Minds are writhing.

My arms remember what it feels like,
Holding you in them.
My lips remember your taste,
And your eyes that are gems.

The best jewelry sparkles in those jade eyes,
Which are the color of fresh grass;
My problem is that I remember these things,
Yet they're out of my grasp.