Flatlined

My heart stops here

for you, my dear.

I have given all I can

to this wayward man.

I have given you my word

only for the heart of the nerd.

My heart stops here

for you, my dear.

I have escaped into fantasy

and worried myself sick.

Only to be told

you were born too quick.

I thought we were friends

til the cold bitter end.

I thought we had a repore

and now I am brought to the floor.

My heart stops here

for you, my dear.

I have worried too much

and loved too strong;

I was ignorant in thinking

that we were getting along.

The bow breaks

and the tree shakes.

One by one the memories drop out

like apples in a murderous drought.

I clung too hard

and I cut my own scars.

I gave you the benefit of the doubt

on numerous occasions.

Now your silence rings like bullets

in this war of invasions.

It’s freezing in this room

and I can’t help but think

your breath is on my shoulder;

the bridge between worlds, you being the link.

My bated breath hangs thick in the air;

Do you have a shot and enough to care?

My heart stops here

for you, my dear.

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