She cut her heart out with a knife.
Placed it in a chest made of gold for safe keeping.
Something so fragile and easily broken shouldn't be kept out in the open.
She dug a hole, burrowing it deep within.
And just incase, when she shut's it closed, she adds a lock so that no one will ever be able to open it again.
Her tears linger as it bleeds.
It bleeds for nights, days.
The blood seeps though the cracks, flooding the space around her.
She did as best as she could to clean up the mess, to keep herself in check.
I don't need him
I don't need him
I don't need him
The pain was too much.
She wondered.....How long would it take for th