She sits up at night doing what??

I guess I'm trying to express the shock of not being in love. It's as if the heart must feel nothing to stop the pain of being alone, to build every emotion up from the ground all over again. Any way, it's a work in progress. The tone is a little off, I don't sound right.

Now we are not together

I feel the bleeding subside

And the pool in my heart congeals at last,

But now there is nothing.

It does not beat.

When I gave you half

You took it up in your arms and

Carefully placed in with yours.

But now we are not together.

You know me. I took a knife

and hacked away at it,

I sawed it in two and it gushed.

Not pretty.

And it hurt. All for you.

We are so far apart

That I feel nothing.

Now that we are

You

And I,

Waiting for someone

To make it beat.