So... not really fanfiction but an original work that I just felt the need to get out there somehow.
My fairest Angel
In your hands lies my still beating heart, helplessly mangled
by the lines of communication so incredibly tangled.
Hands which long ago promised to protect and to love,
and are now covered with a cruelty that fits like a glove,
the spattering blood marring skin white as a dove.
And yet my heart beats; it beats only for you,
and I can't help but wonder if yours still beats for me too
or if perhaps someday soon your heart will begin to beat for somebody new.