I hold my heart in my hands and hand it to you
from it seeps blood
Blood of trust, trust to you.
I trust you
And you take my heart
You tell me how you'll protect it
Cherish this Bond while your nails dig into it
puncuturing.
Whilst you squeeze it suffocatingly
Whilist you offer to take a bite of it.
It's my heart, i say, MINE.
I want to decline
I want to keep it safe, but I fear you'll drop it at my words.
As if my begs are a command for the opposite
so I say "okay."
I let you
And you degrade my hurt in trust
trust I won't tell
trust I won't get upset, and it's true, I won't.
I consented you to hand my heart and take my trust.
Break it as you must.
