Serenading Heartbreak

by Ella Fields

He arrived wrapped in warning, of which I’d never heed.

It ached and bloomed, that organ in my chest.

The kind that’ll trample all over you, then return to feast on your remains.”

You didn’t forsake the soul to save an organ. Hearts had an expiration date; the soul was immortal.

He’d ruined me, flayed me open time and time again. Then left me half dead on the ground for the flies to feast on what remained.

you set that adoration, that love on fire and never stuck around to watch me burn.”