Blank eyes and
a heart that's not quite cold
lukewarm blood not quite
rushing through my veins
a steady thump thump of a
tell-tale heart
surgically
precisely
unfeelingly cut out of my chest

I have snapped all the heartstrings
that tied me to you
You said you weren't angry
that we could still be friends but
I don't do anything half-a**ed
You of all people should know
I will be the best or
nothing
at
all.

You of all people should've known
when you told me to f**k off
it would be the last thing I did for you
I do nothing halfway.
Not even the burning of bridges
Not even isolation

You knew telling me to f**k off
you knew it would mean forever
Maybe you didn't mean it
but the strings are cut
I will be the best
You will be nothing at all.