Do you see her,

Holding on to your perfect heart?

Her worthless arms not letting go as you leave?

Do you hear her,

Silent attempts to shake the essence of your heart?

Do you feel her,
Two little fists clenched tightly,
Surrounding your heart surreal?
She clasps with devotion alone,
With a strength she has known not before,

A strength that runs through the depths of her veins,

And into his sweet empty heart.