He stands there falling into pieces
His mind slowly breaking apart
I tried to grab his attention
Instead my hands clung to his heart.
He cried out for he thought he was dying
The Never would be too scary to face
I closed the distance between us
So we now stood face to face.
Sobs prevented him from speaking
His organ beat steadily in my hands
The closeness was suffocating
Onlookers would misunderstand.
He placed a hand to his chest
I clasped his heart to mine
A sudden familiarity graced his face
I wonder if he truly knew how empty he was inside.
Written: Wed. 28th June, 2017