your words.. they cut deeper than a freshly sharpened knife. 

you tore that heart into shreds string by string… that same heart is now stone cold and it is because of you.

so tell me is it easy? is it easy for you to live knowing you turned a warm heart into the cold? 

i guess all it took was that one blade. 

only took one time to be cut till it bled out.

That heart is stone Cold. Can it be saved? 

Can you feel the light pounding? That heart is tired. 

Can you hear the beating that sounds like it wants to stop? Can you hear that tired heart? 

Can it be saved? 

Oh, that heart is so so cold. can you turn the heat back on? It’s begging.. oh how it doesn’t want to be cold no more. 

That warmth is still there.. can you help me find it? 

Can you be the one to save this heart?