Go for the Heart, my Love

Please, 

if you must kill me

go for my heart.

Plunge your knife 

deep inside,

your name a whisper 

on my bloodless lips.

But please,

never allow your knife

to stab my back

for I can forgive hate,

but not a love 

that never was.

Call me naive,

but let me know, my love,

the monster inside,

and I will kiss you 

one last time

as my life drifts away.