Unmuffled

the boy who learned to pump his own blood

i would bear it all no matter how little the pieces you broke my heart into.
i would always manage to piece it back together.
i thought that was love.
but you grew tired of the breaking that you just had to rip it out of my chest.
then lose it somewhere even davy jones wouldn't know.
it was never you who will suffer anyway.
it was me who lost the heart that foolishly beat.
the boy who learned to pump his own blood.