Meg

He lay atop her
Stopping her breath.
And she only smiled sweetly.

He crushed her lungs
Into her chest.
Still she trusted him completely.

He ripped her heart out
And watched it strive
For love as it beat in his hands.

He killed it slowly,
And she cried
Because he’ll never understand.

He walks away
Because she’s not worth it
To him, to stay.

He doesn’t see
How she tries to be perfect
For the boy she shouldn’t give the time of day.

He looks for companionship
In his work and in his money
When she wants to be what he depends on.

He doesn’t care
That she made him a priority
Because he only made her an option.