Barbed wired hands

Your smile was the thing that caught her off guard, with the pretty shimmer of your green eyes. Who are you? Where have you been? Your hands of barbed wire held her heart very carefully, those gloves covered the pain in your hands. In the end, the gloves just weren't enough for a love like hers. The sharp points on your hands pierced her heart, holding it, as the blood dripped from the cracks of your fingers. Every word, look and even feeling you had pierced her heart. Letting you destroy her heart, holding on to the past, she loved you. In the process, loving you was the only thing she ever cared about, her heart already had holes. You were fixing them with your words, but the actions of holding her heart with your barbed wire hands were what was hurting her. Eventually you dropped her heart, finding out it was you hurting her, the thing was all she wanted was your love, when you dropped her heart she stopped everything stopped. The end of the barbed wire hands holding her soft heart. It was a blessing to know her name huh?

I miss you.