I loved you.

Loved (echoes.)

Yes.

I did.

Now...

Where did it go?

Why has it left?

Why do I hate you now?

My heart wants to love you, but my body says "No. Let them go. They hurt you for the last time. Show no mercy!"

But they are broken too...

My hands are so heavy handed as your soul lies in it.

I remember you gave this to me... But I don't want to return it.

We grew as quick as we bloomed...

Soon to die too.

-Sheepie