I thought my own strength would desert me, I'd be left ruing chances I didn't take, and that's what happened, all that's left is the failure, of contemplating, on what ifs and could have beens, within the depths, I am submerged.

my heart does not belong to you, nor does it belong to any other person. all you ever did was carve out my skin until you had my naked heart in your hands. i asked you why you wanted it, and you said you merely wanted to protect it. but naturally, it was a blatant lie. you held my heart and gently kissed it. you told it what it wated to hear, things that made it melt like an ice cube on a hot, summer day. i thought it was all for the sake of proving that i was not just some random nobody, that i was truly a somebody for once. my heart than began to beat, not to keep me alive, but to prove to you that it was yours to keep. it kept leaping to you, for you, so much that your name might as well have been incised on it. once you knew that it was your true and loyal slave, you finally told it the truth. i wish i could say that my heart was sorry for being so enchanted, but your name is still there