I sometimes wonder at my own stupidity
to think that you’d ever give back my heart.
I’ve lost myself in you completely and
only just realised that there is no way to
get back a heart once you’ve relinquished it.
So now I have a hollow chamber in my chest
and no pump to return the warmth to my skin.
I’ve become numb from the coldness but
it’s better to feel nothing at all than to feel pain.