Killing Her Man

I feel sad for the woman next door because i know she's alone Her soul lives in some other world that she visits in her dreams nobody really understood why she fights and cries out in the night when her soul is weak and she thinks of her own death like a twig that breaks and falls to the ground never to get up again kissed on the the back of her head when the air was cold and the wind blows through the cracks of windows he rips out her heart and gives it to her when she least expects it she puts it on the alter while he he kills her with kindness stands at the doorway and watches him put cream in his coffee and moves across the room to another dimension radio plays a song she remembers long ago when the air was clear soon its time to kill him again she loves him there was nothing else to do