When Sia said that she had an "elastic heart"
I didn't take it literally
Because I bet she's indeed
A strong person
But you can only hurt somebody so much
Before they break
But then I met you
And, baby, your heart
Is indeed, elastic
And you were the strongest person I'd met
And you came to me
But despite your heart's elasticity
I could tell it was being stretched
And that you were wearing thin
And I could see it in your eyes
But you were just too tough
Too cool
Cold
To feel anything
To know
And I had to break you
I needed to tear you apart
So that I could put you back together
So I throttled your heart
Which, little did you know
You wore on your sleeve
And I felt it beat in my hands
And I know I had you
Poised to rip you to shreds
So that I could pick up
All the broken pieces
But I also knew
That you wouldn't give up
And I bludgeoned you to death
But you didn't die
Because you have an elastic heart, my dear
And all you do is bounce back
But its every beat kills you
I can see it in your eyes
And I only want to help you
Even though I hate you so much
But I love you
And I don't want to break your heart
But it matters not
The number of times
I drop you
Because, baby, you never break
And I wish that you could see
That it would be all better
If you would just shatter
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The Scrambled Philosophies That I Call Thoughts
PoetryThe scattered musings about love and life by a(n) (a)musing girl who knows little of either.