Take

He took, took, took, and she gave, gave, gave. It was a maddening game he played, always testing her limits, but finding thus far that she was limitless, which prompted another round of take, take, take. A vicious circle. She gave him her heart and he took that too. All he could offer her in return was his own heart, atrophied from lack of use though it was. At first it was a joke. Here, have a useless lump of muscle. But she took it, working it in her gentle hands until it began to beat again.