Something inside the strings of me broke,

when the little piece of your heart,

chipped away at that last,

lost part of my already broken soul.

I lost my cool,

just so that you could unspool,

a fabled part of your shroud,

the pall of your bearings

They say some people are just worth dying over,

just goes to show how flawed,

is the way we love,

and are at being loved

can be.