A/N: Finchel, my first attempt at freeverse, so be nice!
And Darling,:
Your heart s h a t t e r s into a million pieces,
and there's no one to pick it up.
.
.
But wait!
There he is.
He's standing there.
And he's picking up the pieces!
he puts them in bag.
He walks away.
And he will keep them forever.
Because your heart,
it belongs to him.
And darling, he doesn't love you...
Has he ever?
Will he ever?
And you see H I M talking to her,
thats enough to keep you awake all night.
Crying.
Does he like seeing you like this?
...
...But wait.
He's coming back.
He opens the bag and hands you your heart,
held together with a dozen band-aids.
But you can't take it back, it belongs to him...
it will, for all eternity.
And then you realise,
it isn't yours.
It's his.
Because he has your heart, and you have his and DARLING, HE LOVES YOU!
He always has!
And he always will.
So? Whaddya think?
Review, please!