Piece of Heart

by Guilty By Design   Sep 11, 2017


The slightest touch of your fingertips, sends a thousand memories crawling up my skin, they've infested my mind and I'm afraid I must give in.

If you're waiting for the perfect timing, we might as well call it quits, I cannot wait forever, for a thing that does not exist.

Given the chance, I'd take advantage of any moment, even manipulate the grains of time, just to make you all of mine.

For your type of damage, I'm not equipped, I'd ask for a piece of heart, but I'm afraid you might haven't any left.

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  • 1 month ago

    by Milly Hayward

    I think a lot of people can relate to having been caught in such a spiders web. I liked this very much but (just a suggestion) the last line for me stuck a little. "you might havent any left" didnt feel as if it fitted quite as well. It might work better as "you dont have any left or mightn't have any left"? Milly x

    • 1 month ago

      by Guilty By Design

      Thanks! It didn't sit well with me either, I like the second one, "mightn't have any left"

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