Notes: Drabble, about heartless.
This is what it must feel like.
To have one of those shadows rip it out.
Your heart, I mean.
This is what it must be like.
When they reach into your chest with those slimy claws, and just…
Rip out your heart.
No regard for your hurt, or your pain.
They just…take it.
They want it so bad, because it happened to them.
But if it happened to them, why don't they know how it hurts?
Why would they push that onto others?
Is having a heart really all that great?
Is it really all…worth it?
Hearts are so breakable, maybe not having one is a good thing.
They can only be taken and devoured once, then they are gone.
Once they are gone, maybe its all for the best.
But if it is, why would they want to take someone else's to get it back?
I don't…I don't think hearts are worth it.
I'm happy to vanish into the darkness, a soulless, heartless person.
No feelings, no guilt, no pain.
I would never have to see you again, and I would never have to worry about protecting my heart.
Because now, I don't have one to protect.
So that's how this is going to end.
You stay in the light, happy and carefree.
While I wither in the darkness, alone and…
Heartless.