Give it back

I made you a token
A piece of my heart
I made it out of my love
Meant it for you to keep

To keep close beside you
I thought you deserved it
That you would treasure it
The piece of my beating heart

The beating heart of mine
You instead chose to crush
And kept the token of my love
And now I have lost my heart

My heart is no more here
Only a bleeding cavity
Remains in place of it
Echoing with painful tears

Painful tears that freely flow
When I see how you boast
And brag, parade, show off
That stolen token, that final piece

That final piece of me
Belongs not to you
It is mine
Give it back

You don't deserve my love.
  ¶ 21:28