Tweet You were the one;
I could tell you why and when you placed your hand over my heart, you knew it was the truth.
Unfortunately, I was not the one;
Touch after touch, cold, steady, nothing...
Presumably, that was my cue, but this was a tough scene and the director was my heart.
My heart couldn't speak AND my brain couldn't feel AND this dis/connect was chaos AND I just wanted it to end AND so...
I pulled out my weapon... and
I killed you with my kindness.
May your misery rest in peace.