It is my heartbreak. A heartbreak
Of their doing. Don’t think I was
A silly girl. I was thrown into
Womanhood, and now
As I sit, clasping thy hands
I banish everyone else for
My moment. The moment
Which will make or break.
Empty. You left no help for me.
To you, my sleep was true.
Oh love! So trusting. Death
Is never final. Surely you learnt
We could always find something.
Have you left me with a choice?
No, this is no choice. Last kiss.
First tear. Thy lips are warm.
