When you miss someone....it’s weird…your body doesn’t function normally..as it should. Because I miss you, and my heart…it’s not steady…my soul it sings numb. Fingers are cold…like you…your soul.

I want your most vital organ. I want it to be mine.

You don’t deserve my image in your head. You don’t deserve my memories in your chest.

I’m mistaken….for thinking you were someone with a heart worth breaking.