Heart

Written by Jacob Ibrag

‘For better or worse.’ That was yesterday.

I rose from the grave after you stole half of my

heart and ran away. A phone call later, I’m right by

your side again. My blood forever running through

your veins. After everything, you’re still the only thing

that ever made any sense. I want to reset the present,

pretend we’ve never met. And yet, I’m part of a whole

again. Reject this sensation, remember what she did.

Take my blood and live your life, just let go

of my  heart and let me live mine.

Painting by Alyssa Monks