you tore it up,
into a hundred thousand pieces..

you broke the chain,
made it unjointable again..

you sent those crushing words,
made it difficult to stand up again..

you said you are like her,
that's so right..

you had those silent calls,
where we would just sit and hear each other breathe..

you made those rollercoaster rides go wild..
and the heart just couldn't take it..

you gave her that last hug,
she will remember it..

you helped her realised how hard it was,
mentally and psychologically..

you made the left chest weep, bleed and then scarred it..

time can heal wounds, but not the scars..

this is for you.. if you ever manage to read it.. the bull will never be that silly to follow that red cape anymore.. because the bull doesn't need to do that.. evolution should occur for the better of the next generation..