He wrote on my heart with a pencil, then carefully erased it later on leaving only faded words.
She wrote on my heart with a pencil, but when she tried erasing it she ripped tiny holes with her shitty eraser.
He wrote on my heart in pen, then quickly scribbled it out.
He thought it funny to scribble on my heart using scissors, leaving tears and rips in his wake.
He used a marker only to cross it out with a darker marker.
And now, he has taken my heart and a pencil carefully writing his name in big beautiful letters.
And he has in his hands pieces of tape to bring along the way.
