A stolen Heart

She knelt there screaming, crying, clawing at her bosom. Blood dripped from her fingernails and everything in her natural body begged for her to stop. She dug deeper and found to her surprise that her heart was no longer there, but was replaced with another. written on the heart she found was a message: "I stole yours so here is mine. I'm sorry for ever hurting you. Forever yours, the one you left." She cried harder but tore herself open no longer. "He did love me" she whispered with her dying breath as her blood blanketed body collapsed to the floor with tears still in her eyes and a love no longer in her.

Author's Note

Just something I came up with, not really a back story for it except a bit of a twisted imagination hope you enjoyed :)

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

What adjective exactly do I derive from this? 'Tis somewhat between enticing, dark, and o, so metaphorically right. I find it ironic how if you break the heart into smaller pieces, the pain becomes emptiness.

[Nia Hope]

Thank you :)

[jvava]

Great short story! And I mean SHORT :)...but it is the perfect length. I liked this piece a lot! Keep it up!

[Nia Hope]

Thank you :)

[Jester]

Wow girl! I loved this. So enthralling with gore, and darkness. I love reading about burnt Love. Keep it up! :D

[Nia Hope]

Thank you I'm glad you liked it :)

[Joshua David Dary]

So dark, yet so effective. Great job.

[Nia Hope]

Thank you :)

[Mark]

Very different and very well done! I enjoyed reading it. :)

[Nia Hope]

Thank you :)

[Baby Ricochet]

Man was she ever upset. Good little story and short is good for the WC.

[Nia Hope]

Thank you :)