The sunset creates a halo on your hair
The pieces of my heart shed on my face
My heart is a filthy reminder of love lost
Of laughs shattered
And talks that never mattered
Of times when I felt alive
I was dying slowly inside
But your heart goes on…
A singular beat of exaltation
Reigns supreme
As my heart refuses to beat
Because when you left
You took something of mine
And I never want it back
It’s forever changed
And mangled
In your hand
And you may want to be charitable
Hand it back without compensation
But your reasons are selfish
A disgusting guilt
A powerful feeling
Is it distress?
Or love?
