All that she could see was blinding white light,
all she could feel was a heat that leached through her body.
She wanted to scream,
to rip off the red bow tie he gave her,
and throw it back at his smug face.
She wanted revenge,
she wanted him to hurt, like he hurt her,
She wanted him to have his heart ripped in two.
So she would, she would rip his heart in two,
not with violence,
or even words.
No, she would get revenge by thriving.
She would go out, find someone like her,
someone ripped in two,
and she would love him.
She would love him in the way,
only broken people do,
she will love him,
with her heart,
her head,
and least of all, her body.
And he would love her back,
for she would fix his wound,
and he would fix hers.
She would never let go though,
of the man that broke her heart.
And so that red bow tie and her,
would never be apart.