Questioning Heart

Tell me my love,

When you ripped my heart open,

And I bled tears,

Did it bathe your wounds?

Or heal your scars?

When you painted my soul,

With the black ink of betrayal,

Did a rainbow appear?

In the mirror of your soul?

Please, sweetheart,

Do tell me,

When you pierced my self esteem

With shrapnel of indifference

Did your lips taste sweetness?

Or did your heart skip a beat?

Did you perchance feel a thrill?

When you shattered my fragile anima

With your harsh silence?

Tell me my love,

Did the keening of my lonely soul,

Turn into lullaby,

When you laid yourself down to sleep?

Pray, tell me,

Did you feel victorious?

With every promise you broke,

And with each lie you uttered,

Did you settle some score?

I so want to know,

Did it make you happy?

To erase the memories I thought we made?

Or was it just a cake walk,

To never give, but just take?

When I begged for scraps,

Did it give you a high?

Or did peace dawn on you,

When you heard me sigh?

Wonder if it ever bothered you darling,

The mind games you played?

Leading me on with your worldly wise ways?

Kindly answer, for I do need to know,

Why does my heart still ache without you,

And life seems hollow?