Rip my heart out.
Wear it on your sleeve.
Dangle it in front of me.
Kiss it when you leave.

Toss it in the garbage.
Throw it down the drain.
Put it through the shredder;
and hope the blood won’t stain.

Use my love against me
When you hold me in your arms.
Make me forget why I forgot you;
Layer on the charm.

Make me feel alive again;
Revive me with your smile.
Fill me with the false impressions
that I’m decently worthwhile.

With a breath, please take me in,
And wisp away my soul;
Then breathe me out and walk away,
Pretending I’m still whole.

Then hang me high
and swing me low.
Throw me up,
and let me go.

And when I land
with broken bones
my heart will stay;
it’s made of stone.