Waves Don't Die

Dripping

My hands are covered with your blood
As I retract my hand from your chest
We both look down as your heart is in my hand
I quickly look into your eyes,
An apology bubbling in my mouth,
But you're already saying, "It's okay, I should have known, just do it"

I protest and refuse,
But my fingers already tighten around your heart
"I'm sorry," I whisper,
And I close my hand,
Both of us watching as your heart begins to compress
Blood drips off my hand
And you give me your shirt to wipe them
"You ruined everything else of mine, what's one more?"

I patted your shoulder,
And turned away, your rotting heart still in my hands
"It's better this way," I say
"If you don't have a heart you can't be broken anymore"

You nodded sadly and I walked away

"Wait!"
You catch up to me
"I'd rather have a broken heart than none at all, like you"

I stare, eyes wide
"It's impossible to heal, you know that right?"
You nod, eyes fierce and purposeful

I'm taken aback as you snatch your heart back,
And I run away,
refusing to be the one left behind