cadence

you.

**tw: some gore**

you ripped apart the seams of my heart, stuffing your cold hands into the depths of the bloody, mangled organ that used to pump life into my system.

you dropped the best parts of me onto ice-cold skating rinks, lacing up your skates and practicing your award-winning routine.

you carefully extracted the happiness my eyes held with an eyedropper, blinding me from all that was good.

you imported images of brutal massacre into my mind, deleting the sunshine and smiles from the files.

click file, hit save, because these documents are exactly what you wanted to preserve.

day after day, saving the worst memories over again and "accidentally" deleting the laughs and positive thoughts.

and when you left, you left me a doll.

a lifeless, manipulated doll, with files saved to their brain, parts run over twice with sharp, ice blades, mangled insides and dull eyes.

and so here i'm sat, emotion flowing through me freely once again, writing everything that comes to mind, hoping you realize what you've done.

hoping that i can even hope to portray my emotions with these italicized, lowercase words.

and so here i'm sat, listening to your favorite song on repeat and wondering how i didn't see it before.

and so here i'm sat, slowly, but surely, getting over you.

-olive ☆〜（ゝ。∂）