Severing Our Heartstring.

Fury raged inside of me,
I wanted to ruin you.
They begged me not to,
Let the red haze pass they said.

A literal ocean between us, you should count yourself lucky.
I am all sweetness and light, until you cross me.
You don't ever want to cross me.
Because I become down right Machiavellian.

I opened up, and let you in.
Trusting you with my heart.
You took it for a while then handed it back.
Severing our connected heartstring.

Like an archers bowstring, pulled tight,
It snapped back in my face.
I didn't see it coming.

I thought you would be a season or a lifetime.
But, in the end, you were nothing more than a reason.
My reason to open up.

©JennaClaireDouglass

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